So, being pissed and disappointed with my husband’s behavior right before he leaves in deployment seems to be the going trend.
I decided to watch Firty Shades Darker and eat some discounted Valentine’s Day chocolate given my foul mood. I have not read the. Oops and was not a fan of the first movie, it just looked like the second one was going to have more of a plot. Oh well.
Funny thing about “entertainment”, I trained myself at a young age to always look for how what I’m looking at is applicable to my own life. Fifty Shades Darker reminds me a lot of my relationship with my husband when we first got together.
There is a certain level of that need to possess that always made me feel special just as much as it drove me crazy. It’s a twisted spin off of the need to be protected, in my opinion.
It’s interesting to watch a bit of an extension of the darker aspects of one’s own demons up on a big screen.
She almost attracts as many crazies as I do.