having the plan to move in things this weekend and spend all week at your house, and having it ripped out from under me, breaking my heart. having to deal with someone so stubborn I can’t even get a word in without being wrong or selfish always. I can’t even mentally handle fighting with you or hearing the same lines repeat over two years later. I’m not even sure that you get why it stings and why I fight back and defend myself, it’s not to condescend you, it’s to protect myself by the walls I put up when I was told that the first time. when I was talked to like that the first time, I told myself I wouldn’t ever hear those words again and just sink into my chair and listen.
your angry and I’m hurt because of your sharp words that are only said to hurt me. but you have really messed up bad this time, usually I can stay strong but you have no idea how hurt I am.
and you won’t even get it.