Our conversations are getting more and more toxic with each passing day. It's not even like we're an old, married couple. We loved each other, or at least I think it was love. Maybe it was lust instead disguised as love.

I don't know who I am anymore. Every day he's making me fade. Me. The person I tried so hard to make for years, and he's shattering it in weeks. How cruel. My heart hurts each day. I look at him and think, what happened to us? Is this your way of giving up on us? Is this you saying you've gotten what you wanted, given yourself a proud pat on the back and decided you don't need me anymore but you just haven't gotten around to saying it directly in my face?

I don't know you anymore. I don't know myself. I want to cry because every time we try to have a serious conversation with me stating my opinion or sharing knowledge, you look at me as if every single word I say is bullshit. And that hurts. That really fucking hurts.

Every time I call you out, you deny it and throw an excuse my way. But I see the lies and you know I see it and this is your way of fighting back. You know I'm right but you don't want to admit it.

You may seem kind and friendly, but you're selfish and you have no sympathy for the living. Even when your father died and you disappeared on me for a week just last month, you have no sympathy for the living and no gratitude for what you have.

We have a test now and I think this is the first time since the test was announced that you're studying. I bet all my money on that.

And now you're asking for help. Asking because you missed a few things and now you need me. You're not here when I need sympathy, even though I do what you need and when.

I changed what you wanted me to change, but where's your change? That's why I'm so bitter at you. You're narcissistic, hypocritical, manipulative and careless. And there's no love in your heart.

What happened to the rule of treat others the way you want to be treated?