Customer feedback

“How are you still single?”
Used to sound like a compliment.
Like you were some rare, undiscovered masterpiece.

Then I met you.

And suddenly your exes
started sounding less insane
and more exhausted.

You don’t communicate,
you interrogate.
Don’t apologize,
you manipulate the timeline
until somehow your damage
becomes someone else’s guilt.

You call it “having standards.”
But making people beg
for basic decency
isn’t a standard.
It’s emotional racketeering.

Push. Pull. Punish. Repeat.
You treat love like a stress test
then act shocked
when nobody survives it.

And the wildest part?
You really think people leave
because they “can’t handle” you.

No.
They leave because loving you
feels like self-harm
with pet names attached.

So yeah,
now I know why you’re single.

It’s not bad luck.
It’s a pattern.
A consequence.
Customer feedback with trauma attached.