I thought after two days, he'd talk to me properly but no me expressing how hard them two days were to him was me overreacting. He also reminded me how I don't ring or message him, how if his package was finished I could have rung him directly but I don't want to spend money. It hurt so much, why is it that I always feel like I can never make him happy and I'm a rubbish wife. My hands are freezing, I feel cold both on the inside and outside. But I guess like always everything is my fault. I hate myself, I'm not praying so that hurts too but his words hurt as well. And I said to my dad I want to go to Pakistan, I don't know now. Why is it that I can never keep anyone happy? I'm just useless and hopeless. Will I ever be a source of happiness for anyone? I just feel defeated and tired.