While helping my boyfriend of seven years with psychological treatment, he fell into a deep hypnotic state and revealed his true feelings.
"It's so exhausting to mix birth control pills into vitamins every time. When will this all end?"
The pen dropped to the floor as I trembled, asking in disbelief.
"Didn't you say we'd get married if I got pregnant?"
He calmly replied in his dream-like state.
"I can clearly distinguish between a marriage partner and a dating partner. Jolene's family is also pressuring her to get married."
I froze, then deleted his memories of me while crying, deciding never to see him again.
But later, he knelt in front of my door in the pouring rain, begging for my forgiveness.