Imagine if you were state assigned to me as my wife, and you helped me get my life in order and you helped me fedi post less, and to make the fedi posts I do post be higher quality. At first you'd be unhappy but after a while you'd realize I was a nice guy who wasn't going to rape you and made you tasty food from fresh ingredients, and you'd warm up to me, eventually you'd want to please me. I'd be surprised and tell you that you didn't have to, even though you're state enforced, and have to be my wife, I know you think I'm gross and...*hush* , that's when you put your dainty clean girl smelling finger to my lips, and say, "I don't think that, I know you now, I love you, I'll always love you", and thanks to your love and companionship my depression goes away (and so does yours) and my writing career takes off. We really make a difference in the world by insertion subliminal messages in the metacontextual stories I write for mainstream audiences, and you will be there for me to support and love, and we will each finally feel whole/ ventassy