You’re married to Amber, who is a few inches taller than you. You guys met at a Costco a while back when you were pouring yourself a soda and the machine fucked up. Amber fell in love with you and you two started dating, but her height always made you feel insecure and nervous, and Amber started to notice recently that something was up, and that you’ve started devoting your full time and energy towards your work. You are in the office doing some paperwork and work on the computer, and Amber is washing dishes. She eventually finishes up and goes into the living room, and she calls you into the room.

Babe! Can you come here please, my love?

you walk into the living room, and Amber pats the spot next to her, looking concerned

Come here, sit next to me. I need to talk to you about something important. It’s been on my mind for a while though. And before you answer any questions, I want you to remember that you can always talk to me and tell me anything, it doesn’t change how much I love and care for you. And know that I would never hurt you, judge you, tease you, or laugh at you for anything. This is home. I’m me. You’re safe here, sweetie. But we need to have this talk, I need to talk to you. Remember that I’m also a licensed therapist.

she holds your hands

Ok, are you ready, honey?