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bidoublelg1
- June 10th, 9:36
why do people you love have to be so fucking cruel? why must i be crucified EVERY DAY for trying to have friends, or make new one's? no, i'm not perfect by any means, but do you have to tell me about ALL my shortcomings EVERY DAY? i'm so very sorry for everything i've ever done to hurt you. deep down i don't think i'm a bad or mean person. yeah, life has given me a pretty bad hand to play sometimes, but i have tried to do the best that i can to please you, and make you happy. guess i have failed on both accounts. i wish things had turned out different for us.. all i ever wanted in life is for someone to truly love me...someone to truly be proud of me...wow, it really, really hurts to say that both will never happen...i am very ashamed at how i have acted towards you, and things i have said to you, but i feel like i am pushed into a corner when we fight and argue, and have to defend myself. i don't know which hurts the most, defending myself, or keeping quiet and just keeping it all in. yeah, what i said about dying in my sleep still is true because i'm so tired of worrying about my health, your health, my finding a job, my getting my disability, where my next check is coming from, how we are going to pay the bills, and you have the nerve to tell me that i don't care about nothing but "my girlfriends", and this stupid computer! i have always heard you tell me that we'd be much better off if i treated "you" the way that i treat "her"...then why won't you let me treat you that way? you won't let me love you. you have never really listened to me. you hear what you think is the truth, and not what i'm saying, and it's just too hard to keep a relationship going when you don't listen. if you truly listened to me someday, you might find out that i'm really not a bad guy after all. not this monster you make me out to be every day. i guess all i can say is, i'm sorry. sorry that your home is clean everyday when you come home. sorry that your dinner is ready every day when you get home. sorry that i "do" worry about everything, every day, and so very sorry that i have tried to have a friend or two. a person can only be hurt so many times in life. i'm not writing this because i want people to read it. i'm writing this because you won't listen long enough for me to tell you this.