As I said, men value their independence in a weird way, above practically everything.
Every man wants to feel that his woman would love him apart from anything else.
My father was a pedant and a bully who cared about nobody, and I was not to see him until I was eighteen.
And I've known people who came out with a sense of torture.
All love is original, no matter how many other people have loved before.
It wouldn't have mattered to my mother if I married a black, was gay, lived in a commune or wore a dress.