By Lynn R. Mitchell
The next year, things began to change. I began to see another side of her.
She began to demand more of me, asking me to adhere to her every demand and questioning our relationship when I didn’t or couldn’t. There were others, she said, if I couldn’t be what she needed me to be. While I always knew that, I never thought she’d turn on me. It was always something different; where I tried to compromise, she called me names. When I made a point in our arguments, her other lovers would shun me. When I talked about my reality and that of those around me, she attacked me.
That’s part of a column from blogger Coby Dillard in the Virginian-Pilot (see Tea grows more bitter) who expresses his changing feelings over the years with tea party politics. It’s a very interesting read … highly recommended.
