How can I get you to read this? How can I get you to really see who I am and decide if you love me for me or not instead of just thinking you do because you care about me and think I'm cute? Alternatively, how I can feel secure that you do love me for me instead of feeling like you love the idea of loving me? How many times have we had the conversation where I ask you why you don't read this and you tell me it's because you want to give me some privacy? I just don't like writing it when you're behind me. I want you to read it. How many times have I explained that it makes me sad that you won't read it and that some people, in some cases complete strangers, know more about what goes on in my mind than you do? It's silly. It's just a stupid blog. I shouldn't care. But I do. Why isn't that important to you? It'll only take a few seconds of your day. I have even gone so far as to blatantly tell you "you should read what I wrote today" and you, instead, just want me to repeat it to you (and i know you retain things better when you read them than when you hear them). I know this is about us and you don't like me writing about us, but I've been censoring myself for you for a long time, and for what? I guess out of respect, but well, maybe you don't know how much it hurts, or how excited I was in the spring when we were having problems and you would actually pay for time at the One World and you were commenting. I try. I know you try. But I can't help feeling like it shouldn't have to be so much work. I need to take a break from beer. I'm getting too sad.

Three years ago, I played the question game.