My "nagging voice" is not my bf, he in fact loves my fish and is wanting his own, and his mom will be starting up her 75 gallon hopefully.
My "nagging voice" is my own mom. It's CRAZY. I spend the money, I do all the work, etc. etc. and yet she still complains over it. "They're going to die! The filter will stop working! You're going to forget about them!" IT NEVER STOPS!! D:
But I don't listen! I listen to myself when I say "Hey, this is too much, too obsessive. I can't house this fish yet, it's not right. I don't have room. The fish come first, remember?"