Chapter Eight
And so Judith sat at her kitchen table, ass throbbing against the hard wood chair, and began to write:
Dear Jeremy:
First, I want to thank you for all of your help over the past month. Although I haven’t enjoyed it and have at times resented it, it is impossible not to see how every aspect of my life has improved since you set boundaries and began to enforce them.
It is humiliating to know that, without those boundaries, I would have continued to let things slide further and further in the wrong direction. It is more humiliating to know, and to admit, that even having seen the benefits of your way, I would slide back tomorrow if given the freedom to do so.
That is, though, the unfortunate truth.
I do not know why you feel it worth your time to enforce these rules, why
