path-e-tic
Its midnight and he's doing it again. mother fucker. why do i let myself put up with this? what the hell am i going to do? i'm not in an emotional place to deal with this! I need to write a lit review! I need to sleep! I can't do either. I love how I wall myself off to make time for him and leave myself without help when he pulls this shit. i didn't let him go through all the hurtful shit, i just told him i wasn't going to listen to it, but i hoped he feels better soon. i hope i feel better soon. god damn. I wish this situation did not exist in my life. So much crap! I can't deal with this!!!! My heart is constantly breaking. this is not even approaching healthy.