My loved one is in an asylum, has been there for almost a month. I have run the gamut of emotions and thoughts. One of them is ethics.
Before she slipped into this condition, she was great, better than I could ever expected: She was a great cook, she cleaned, she gamed, she begged conversation, she preferred to listen and let me do most of the talking, great in bed - and elsewhere, would make me sandwiches without provocation, would cut my hair, give me pedicures, apart from being Republican and having all of that baggage she was propick.
Then she slipped. At first I thought it was normal, a passing mood, too much fox news or 700 club, or something to that ilk
Sex gave me weird vibes. Even when she initiated it, I got a rape sense. I would have to stop.
And then when the slip became official. I thought perhaps it was. I don't like second guessing.
I don't like disregarding other people's actions. I don't like dealing with nonsense. Continuing the relationship would be me voluntarily putting myself in that position.
I can slowly unravel her hangups and make her life better. But that's assuming "better" is my image of better. I would be crafting her into what I want. What if she wants to be a piece of shit, one that lets circumstance rule? Is it my place to say? Or should I leave her to her own devices?
An essential part of our human purpose is to propagate. To knowingly choose a partner which can spread debilitating traits is perhaps disrespectful to our species.
Continuing from that, most people are shit. Most are unable. I'm not disrespecting them; they're fine, they're entitled to do their own thing. But to those of us that are capable, society is in a sense on our shoulders. It is our responsibility and duty to do good and great things. If instead of uplifting community, I'm spending my freetime catering to a 90-year-old in a 30-year old body, am I doing ill deeds?
A big part of her attraction was that she was convenient. Now that that is removed, I am encumbering myself for nothing. For flattery. For evil?
/satire