Here we go again on the same damn argument. You don’t understand how frustrating you are. You don’t understand that I don’t think like you. You ask for so much in return, but you aren’t giving anything back.
I want to know how its easy for you to just want to pack your bags and leave. I told you I didn’t think it was going to work out. I tried to stop all of this from happening. You didn’t listen, but I guess I am at fault too. I wanted a house so bad. I really wanted everything, but it’s not without getting a bunch of mess in return. I wish I could turn back time and just really walk away.
I can help but think about how my life would be without you. I would be okay. I would struggle financially, but it’s not the end of the world. I would have to figure it out right? I always do. I have to. I want to.
I just don’t know what to do. I’m giving up, but I don’t want to. It’s too much effort to try to make this work.