You always come up with your own version of what has upset me. Even when I tell you what it is, you make up your own shit. Calling me names and bringing up my family. Of course, I am not happy. Especially, I am not allowed to do the same. I am supposed to just forget everything you have done and said. It makes life worthless, since I am expected to do things but actually you appreciate none of it.
You ask me, what do I think, or if you can do this or that, but I am not actually allowed to say what I really think. I wish you would either consider my opinion or not ask me if your not going to care much for it. You can’t make me be happy with something when I am not.
You insist on arguing, going through the same things over and over, sometimes we will just disagree.
I am living an empty life with someone who has no regard for my feelings, all is good as long as I agree with everything. You want me to be like a puppet that smiles and agrees to everything you do. I wish I was like that. I wish I had less to say.