My boyfriend is so nice. Sometimes I'm a little distrusting of his niceness because I've been wired to sniff out motives like a hound. And "nice for the sake of niceness" is a motive far under my radar. My therapist told me today that I think everyone is full of shit and I said, "you're right" (and she would know because I've put her through the ringer...).

But I'm starting to think that maybe my boyfriend isn't full of shit. Maybe...perhaps...driving six hours on Thanksgiving day to experience car loads of relatives [some of whom were highly intoxicated (mom?)] is a long way to go just to get laid [which we couldn't even do because someone (mom?) asked us to sleep in separate beds].

So, what is the motive? I think my boyfriend is just nice because he...loves me?

Just for today, I can accept my boyfriend's love.