Sunday, April 28, 2019

26. The Syndrome

I'm pretty sure I have Stockholm Syndrome.  That's where a hostage feels connected to their captor.

Case in point---Husbandman left for a week and I basically stayed right here at home, even though I had plenty of opportunities to escape.

Stockholm Syndrome isn't really a big problem for me, because I've developed such strong feelings for Husbandman over the years.  He captured my heart decades ago and it's all worked out great.

4 comments:

mm said...

Awwww.... sweet...

Indiana Rock on a California Roll said...

Is it sweet? I kinda feel like it's hella rude! But that's just my take!

Julie said...

laughing hard over here.

KC said...

LOL for realz.

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