I'm unplugging and can see in her action and carefully chosen word how aware she is. Part of what drew me to her in the first place was her independence, self awareness, and drive; now it's biting me in the ass. At first the synergy worked for us, happiest I had ever been, but it was an illusion and I spent those crucial first few months unknowingly setting up for my downfall. I swear it's as if she read every prerequisite and fully complies with all the theory, she's the perfect MRP example.. but she's the woman, and I'm fucked (figuratively of course). How the hell do you even begin when the other team knows your play by play and derails it at every opportunity. Nothing is as simple as any of the prerequisites lay out, this girl requires exceptions to every rule, except the simple "lift". Every step past stage 2 leads to a big event type situation, toxic word vomit, and a reset. Hard mode is an understatement. I need to rewrite my entire life somehow. Rant over, but this may only be the first, I'll become more present here as I determine how to organize my battle plan.