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I feel like shit.
Eva fell down the stairs yesterday. All the way down. She hit her head at the bottom, and in the split second before she cried I thought she might be dead.
It was awful, and terrifying. I was going to ring an ambulance, but then she actually seemed ok - she was screaming and shaking, but she was moving normally. So I took her to the emergency doctor, who said that she was very lucky because she didn't have any serious injuries.
Her nose is just red and scratched and swollen.
I can't believe I let it happen.
Then last night I got into a huge argument with Paul. It started off me telling him about the dream I had on Saturday night. Then we just got into talking about lots of stuff, and I ended up calling him a liar about a lot of the things he said he felt.
He was so cold and unfeeling. It was as if he didn't care whether I believed him or not, and the whole thing was just a big inconvenience to him.
Is it wrong to sometimes have trouble believing someone, when they've lied and kept things from you so many times before?
Maybe I am crazy, and high maintenance, and mis-trusting, and all those things I get accused of. I just want to feel loved.
If I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone.
Eva fell down the stairs yesterday. All the way down. She hit her head at the bottom, and in the split second before she cried I thought she might be dead.
It was awful, and terrifying. I was going to ring an ambulance, but then she actually seemed ok - she was screaming and shaking, but she was moving normally. So I took her to the emergency doctor, who said that she was very lucky because she didn't have any serious injuries.
Her nose is just red and scratched and swollen.
I can't believe I let it happen.
Then last night I got into a huge argument with Paul. It started off me telling him about the dream I had on Saturday night. Then we just got into talking about lots of stuff, and I ended up calling him a liar about a lot of the things he said he felt.
He was so cold and unfeeling. It was as if he didn't care whether I believed him or not, and the whole thing was just a big inconvenience to him.
Is it wrong to sometimes have trouble believing someone, when they've lied and kept things from you so many times before?
Maybe I am crazy, and high maintenance, and mis-trusting, and all those things I get accused of. I just want to feel loved.
If I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone.