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Are the reason I gave up my career....but you see...I love you for that, because I found myself in you. I realized who I longed to be, the contributions I wanted to make to this world, because of your heavy hand. Do not fear the other aspects, as that does not involve me, and that was not the objective. Although I wish you'd see that it's slowly killing you, and I want to grow old with you. But like I said, I owe my whole being to you...and I love you for giving me a gift by sparing my life. I want to give back to you a gift as worthy....providing you let me do this.