I don’t know how much longer I can take this.

All the mean things you say.

It feels like nobody has truly been there for me besides Rob and my sister.

Even Izzy and Vince have been a better friend than most of my best friends and closest friends.

People had to rub it in.

All the negativity and disappointments.

You don’t think I get enough of that?

The fights we have about three times a week.

I wish you understood me better.

I wish you didn’t take my advice personally.

I only want the best for you because that’s what you’ve been in my life.

What’s the point of wishing for something that’s not happening or going to happen.

But I do.

This feels close to impossible but I’m doing my best to be positive.

I wish I could stop thinking and worrying too much.

It causes too much problems and arguments.

In fact, I wish I could shut my mouth.

I don’t know how much longer I can take this.


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