The self-preservation instinct is strong in me. No matter how head-over-heels in love I am with a guy, I keep a clear head, somehow.
I would never allow myself to do stupid things and hurt myself for love.
Maybe it makes me a somewhat cold person. But better that than end up an exploited, abused woman who does psychopathic things like threaten to kill herself over some stupid guy.
That is not to say that I can’t or won’t love.