This was a fairly triggery post for me, and it's stupid comments like that ("Protecting your love is doing the housework, when you hate it") that make it so. LKH can come and talk to me about protecting the person she loves after she's come home to find him drunk, unconscious, and bleeding so badly from self-harm he needs 28 stitches in his arm. Then she can complain about cleaning the blood out of the carpet.