You were my lover
My partner, my husband
My slave, my excuse
You were my anger
My discontent, my displeasure
I looked up the meaning of equal in the dictionary some of the definitions: having identical privileges, status, rights. Evenly balanced or proportioned. Neither of these definitions figured into my relationship. Not something I am proud of, but to deny the truth is denying myself the chance to work on improving myself and maybe the relationship.
