"I'm so sick of your voice."
And you wonder why I sometimes hate being at home.
This happens very often, and most of the time I am okay enough to let it slip by and let it go without it affecting me much or at all. But when it builds up to a point like this, it kind of stabs harder.
As much I pretend I am okay with hearing stuff like that, I really wish you wouldn't say it.
You're supposed to be encouraging. I literally cannot remember the last positive thing you've said to me about something I've said or done.
And I had my mind set on having a good day.
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