I can’t give you contentment, if you depend on a person for it; you’ll never get it. People can provide fleeting happiness or sadness, but not contentment. This is something only you can provide for yourself. If I make you so unhappy that you become discontent, then you have a problem. I’m nowhere close to discontent when you make me unhappy.
Mood swings, even cats have those; along with dogs, hamsters and every other pet you can think of. Everyone on this planet has mood swings, even you.
I feel so friggin delusional. What was I thinking?