Seems perfect. Controls everything. Smiles the whole time.
Your red flag is the most dangerous one here because they don't LOOK like a red flag. They look like a green flag that was hand-stitched by angels. They're warm. They're kind. They remember your coffee order. They text back immediately. They say all the right things at all the right times. And somewhere around month three, you realize that you haven't made a single decision without checking with them first. That all your friends are now THEIR friends. That you can't remember the last opinion you held that wasn't gently, lovingly redirected. They don't control you with cruelty. They control you with perfection. Because how do you fight someone who's never once raised their voice? How do you leave someone who's technically never done anything wrong? You can't even articulate the problem. You just know that you feel smaller every day and their smile never, ever changes.
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