So here's a little passage from this weekend's efforts. The character is a confused and conflicted 30-something single woman talking to her long term boyfriend who has been gone on a long business trip. What do you think?
It's not that I hate you. It's not that you have done anything wrong. It's that while you are gone my insecurities creep in and I begin to doubt. I wonder where you are and who you are with. And suddenly, my insecurities turn into resentment and jealousy. I'm resenting you because you aren't with me. Jealous that you have a life beyond us. And before long my resentment becomes hate. And I think I hate you and you haven't done anything to deserve it, and don't even know what I am going through or what I am feeling. And I don't even know if you care that I am thinking all of this? And then I realize that it isn't fair to either of us. Because the truth is that I love you. I love you so much. But I hate you sometimes. And I don't know what to do about that. All I know is I love you and I need you. I need you in my life to talk me down from these ledges I put myself on. And how confusing is that? You are the person I love and trust more than anything in this world. But I hate you because I can't trust you. Or me.Thoughts??