I can't talk to him. I try and then he somehow miraculously turns it around and makes it about him. That is tough. I really want to make it work, however, I'm not about to do all the work. I want him to want to see me. Otherwise, he obviously doesn't feel as strongly for me as he says he does. I am afraid to speak up when something is bothering me, because I know it will become a joke to him and his friends later. So, I gave up trying to talk. I gave up on communication... That is horrible.
I guess all I can say, is I wish that a discussion didn't turn into a joke. I wish that he put the effort in that I do. But I guess like my momma says, "Asking him to put in the effort I do, is like asking me not to." I can't just give up on something without a good cause to. I just wish I was worth the effort.... Well, you can't change someone, only how you feel about them. Anyway... this letter was officially a debbie downer. I promise the next one will be more positive.
-xoxo, Jessi
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