August 12, 2022:
She saw, she conquered, I came.
She wanted me, there was nothing going, I agreed.
In part it was good for me. She admired my music, becoming part of the circle of support fueling my happiest and most productive period.
And she was smart. And cute, and charming. Emotionally and sexually generous. Loving, at times.
But she was a mooch. It wasn't so much the financial inequality which soured me as its naked manipulativeness. The transparency became weighty over time, and the entitlement, pressing like sheets of disrespect. I lost respect for her, and that was the doom.