it never stops does it? as soon as one thing is good, another thing is destroyed. no panic attacks. no nightmares. i'm so happy. then you decide to have a little "talk" with me. you yelled more than anything.
i get it. i lose my temper sometimes. i get an attitude. but i control it to the best of my ability. i'm trying here. really. when it seems like you do things just to set me off. i try to do nice things for you and all i get in return is criticism instead of a thank you. thats obviously gonna make me a little upset. and yeah, i get a little frustrated when you ask me to do something for you when i'm busy with homework.
"things are going back to the way they used to be.."
"you know what? they are. and its all because of you."
"..can i please go back upstairs?"
"no. sit down. i need to talk to you."
"i don't want to sit down. i want to stand right here."
"i don't give a fuck what you want. sit down."
see? when you treat me like this and don't let me speak, i'm definitely gonna get angry. i'm not gonna let you treat me like this after months of therapy teaching us how to communicate. there are other ways of expressing your needs. just tell me to calm down. don't tell me that all of your problems are my fault. like, seriously? that really helps me right now. its like you want things like the summer again. well, i don't. thats when i felt weakest. so stop. please.
i feel weak. i feel vulnerable. i feel abandoned.
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