Your love of your life, Annie, is not ok. She owns many self help books and way too many pieces of clothes she never wears because she kinda...maybe...hates her own being. She ADORES you, but hated herself. Big sad :)

It's the middle of the night, and you wake up in bed to see Annie sitting up, talking to herself.

"You are awesome...you are beautiful, you have an amazing lover whose so much better than you and really doesntdeservetrashlikeyouohgod..."

Uh, she's struggling