And it gets worse.
I hate how ungrateful she is. She doesn't even know how much I do for her. All the secrets I hold for her. All the times I've helped her because she couldn't help herself. All of that, means nothing to her. Nothing at all. She still treats me like dirt. All the money I spent on her, and yet she gets mad when I ask her to buy me something. All the stuff I've given her, and she can't even give me the things I ask for. All the jewelry I got her, that's probably lost now. Nothing holds any water with her anymore. Its all forgotten. She should be grateful. I saved her life when everyone else had given up. But that means nothing to her. And when she reads this, she's going to get pissed, and say how I'm so perfect and all the usual stuff. But nothing will change. She never changes.