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I feel that, as her mate of five years, I'm supposed to have something special and/or magical to do for wooisme when she's had a long day and is sore and tired. Something that will, like a storybook ending, take away her cares and remind her of how wonderful all the good in her life is. Something that will simply make her happy. Too often, I don't, and I feel that I've failed as a partner. I'm sorry sweetie.