I recently read a book; a psychological thriller I later learned. While it was well written, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all. Why? Because it was about the horrible mind games people can play with each other. I like psychological thrillers, mind you. I really enjoyed all the Girl With Dragon Tattoo, etc.; and they were pretty rough books.
But this particular book made me so sad because it dealt with a married couple who simply could do nothing but hurt each other in new and vicious ways.
You see…I love the stuffin’ outta Devoted Spouse. Here’s just one reason: He labels our Chinese take-out boxes with our initials so when I want to finish what I ordered, I don’t have to waste time opening all the boxes.
So, in a way, reading the terrible book was good for me because it reminded me how loved I am! sigh…