You have been good to me and shown a stubborn panster such as myself that there are benefits to sharing the rest of my life with you. I even had our wedding planned and that’s saying a lot because I never was one of those girls until I met you.
I realize now that you aren’t completely right for me. It’s like you suffocate me and tell me what to do even when you’re wrong. I know it’s still the early stages and that I should give you a chance, try couples therapy, anything to reignite the passion we had for each other but…
I’m just not feeling it.
I’m moving on. You see, I met someone who is willing to change a few scenes for me.
That said, it’s not you, it’s me. Actually on second thoughts, it’s just you.
PS- You can keep the 3 deleted scenes, I’m taking the rest.
Anyone else experience the joy of getting deep into their revision only to realize that some scenes just aren’t meant to be? Are you a plotter, a panster or little bit of both?
Love and light,