... An unsent letter.

You tell me that something is "not right" with me... but have you ever stopped to realize that maybe that "some thing" is contributed to you? Here's some food for thought... Whenever I repress how I am feeling, when I just let the little things go, you always find a way to take advantage of me, you feel like you can do as you please and you don't think twice about your actions... and don't care if it hurts or upsets me... and when those things go ignored, those things escalate to bigger issues so when I try to talk to you, let you know how I feel, you brush me off or act like my concerns are unimportant to you... so when you push me to the point that I get angry; you insult me, you act as if though I'm crazy because I'm upset over "nothing" and that's unfair... but in spite of all of that, the part that upsets me the most is that you don't even seem to care that you hurt me, you act like I'm not worth holding on to... that its just so easy to walk away from me... You once told me recently that you're tired of fighting, that I understand, because I am too... but for you to say that you're tired of it, but yet you continue to do things that you know causes us to fight, then you're not really tired of it all... I feel like you're just tired of fighting for US, that you could care less one or the other if we were to just be done... and you proved it to me when you keep breaking your word without any hesitation... I made a promise that I'd NEVER be tired of fighting for us, you, our family... but I guess everyone has their breaking point, so I guess I am done fighting too... there's no need to keep trying to piece us back together if you keep insisting on breaking us back apart...