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Be left alone (Narcissistic Personality entry 1)

Today you made it clear to me that you simply want to be left alone. No bugging you once you are asleep. And none of my personal talks like the ones I do you said. To just leave you alone and stop bugging you. You took none of it back. And I noticed that I said I expected that you’ll never change but this was your reply afterwards of me telling you that I already keep 90% of everything for myself. You didn’t seemed troubled by it or anything. I told you how when we drive and I want to speak, I don’t. At night or even during the day when I’d like to tell you an interesting thing that happened and I don’t. You don’t even feel bad in the slightest.

You asked what I was writing, I didn’t plan on answering, had I though, once again I would’ve gotten so mad, because you literally started snoring afterwards.

Also today I just made it clear how many things like working and making money I’ve done. Or how I started orders for the days, you didn’t even apologize or recognize any of what I said.

Maybe one day your dream will come true. Just wait.

Oh another thing, you blame me for saying you aren’t of any use to me, because I used to be scared what I’d do if you died, but I’ve realized that you’re not there for me ever anyways. You couldn’t come up with a single reason of how you benefit me. Which sounds bad, but these years have been anyways. So who cares. And then you act like I had hurt you when you can’t tell a single memory which you made without destroying it.

Oh, yesterday evening you made sure to tell me I’d be a bad mother because I hate kids.

Why do I want to cry when tired?

Why when I feel exhausted, why do I get emotional? My tears are at the tip of my lids. I don’t want them to flow. I want to hold onto them. I feel like I lost when a single tear flows down my face. I think I’m fine. I think this time I’m strong enough to not care and let go. I was, it truly wasn’t hard being away, but why does all the pain come back? Why is it that the longer you’re around, the lonelier I feel. Why is it that if you speak I don’t want to hear it but when you don’t it hurts.

I’m a loser…

Just one sentence

Today I asked you how you find living with a roommate and if it’s what you thought it would be. Your answer:” it’s not what I wanted but if it makes you happy, that’s good”. I never said it made me happy! Then you asked why I said that. Because I wanted to say the hardest part feels to be sinning and never having sexual relations and even if it were with you I’d feel like I’d be betraying.

Just with one sentence you’re able to ruin the evening. Possible answer…

No, I wish it were different. You?

But no!! Why have you apparently always known how I feel or what I think? Also why is it always the opposite?? Why do you literally assume the worse from me?

A void in my hand

Yesterday evening when going home I had this huge void in my hand. It felt so alone, couldn’t remember the last time I held a hand. It felt so alone. I was imagining how it had felt the presence of another life. I looked it up and it’s actually a thing. I’m not that crazy. There’s even tips what to do to fill it. While then crying and feeling so alone, you don’t say anything. Then today you act all upset because I had been angry you said. You never asked what was wrong, just assumed and didn’t speak all day even though you promised you would. Now while going home I asked why you didn’t just ask, you tell me you didn’t want to make a big deal and wanted to go to sleep yesterday and when I asked why you didn’t ask today, you said because you didn’t want to deal with it.

Not only did you not wonder what was wrong, you didn’t WANT to know.

In the morning you said you already knew everything was your fault and what was the point and you’d just have to say sorry again and you know everything is wrong.

I was going to tell you that why you wouldn’t have them asked:’’I know it’s my fault and done a long of things wrong, but may I ask what was wrong?” But then I now find out that you never even wanted to know in the first place.

Now you ask:” what was wrong yesterday?” But how am I now supposed to respond to that!?!?

Day 3 crying again

How the fuck didn’t I even notice that I started crying again. How the fuck did i let this happen?!? Fuck me! You said you were sorry for have just participated in her trauma even though you made her fear her life Sunday! Or the fucking fact that you were the only dad she ever knew and you fucking left her from one day to another! You fucking made her believe in a family and then ripped it away!!! You stopped talking to her, ignored her and even said so this week yourself and asked what the problem was! Then fucking ignore everything and just want to make me answer how much percentage was your fault!!!!

You tell me it was OUR fault that all this happened!! I tried!!! For so many fucking YEARS!!!!! When would something have been enough!?!

And to finish it off you compare your story with the one from your sister. Like me having to accept that all her trauma is because of what I told her!!! And they wouldn’t have blamed me hadn’t I said that!!! They fucking blamed me since ALWAYS!!! It’s ALWAYS BEEN MY fault!!! Always!!! But thanks!!! I tried being there for your sister always! I tried helping her through her trauma and even though she’s always treated me like shit, I was still nice to her!!! And still am!!!!

Now your fucking apologizing for everything like messing everything up and you aren’t doing better, BUT NOT ONCE FOR BLAMING ME FOR YOUR SISTERS LIFE!!!!!!

If this is goodbye

If you know this is the end, why wouldn’t you give it a single try? Why was I never worth a single try to fix it? There’s no words to explain how you’ve broken me. And yet you still feel like I owe you something. How!?!? How!!! How can you be so hurtful and then say sorry and then take it back? How is everything my fault? Why is it my responsibility to!?!

I don’t even know how to write down all the bad things. There’s so many and it never stops. After not celebrating anything this year, you tell me you thought I didn’t get you anything. Or why I am not the trying…

Feeling safe

Here I am. Once again. Of course. How would I not!?!? So guess what!?! I found out he married me to get revenge and feel “safe” about his feelings. You may ask yourself, what made him feel unsafe and judged? Let me tell you, I judged him because I told him that when we were young he had only ever talked about himself and that I would’ve liked if it had been the other way around yet too. But that he had felt judged. Because I didn’t make him feel safe either. All these years I’ve listened to all of his stories and it’s never and I mean never about me, because that’s the day he closed up. And not open up, WE’VE BEEN DOING NOTHING ELSE THEN TALK ABOUT YOU!! When I ask what it says about feeling safe in the Bible about women, you don’t reply anymore. And ask me these exact words: “What do you want?” You asked me if the problem had fixed itself even if you didn’t apologize and did everything the same way again. And told me you masturbated two days ago but somehow told me that if we did have cameras I would realize how wrong I often was. I told you you hated me and you told me it’s not true but that instead I was the one at fault. I told you it’s the most narcissistic thing to get married to take away someone life and get revenge because someone hurt you. Especially with having opened up in the first please.