She just stands there tapping her foot, waiting for you. Then you finally join her with the strong admonition that no one else can know about her. You put her in the class of a second class citizen. All this time she knows that she is the best part of you. You start condemning yourself.
Guilt builds up.
You try to compromise with her. If she will come and do your bidding, everything will be alright. She won't cooperate. She knows that you know she's here to stay. The foregoing was simply borne out in my own personal life.