I don’t even know why I keep on fighting for the thing that doesn’t make me happy anymore. Why do I keep on fighting for the person who makes me cry every single week from disappointment and frustrations? Someone who never even cares how I would feel but throws words at me like I were a punching bag. Someone who never understands me. Someone who would say sentences that would make me feel like I don’t even deserve to be happy, like I’m that one wrong thing in his life. What is wrong with me?
I think when someone you care about tells you that he didn’t want to talk to you because you ruined his day, that’s it. You should pack your bag and leave because it’s downhill from there. I know that, but why can’t do anything with that information in mind. I’m a hopeless case.