“I am whom i am. Love it or Hate it ”

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Am sleeping on the sofa when you are resting on the bed, by the corner of the room.

It seems to be that it is all a lie.

Just this morning, you told me about how important it is to show concern and take care of me. Even the slightest move of driving and fetching me to work is an act of you showing your love to me.

Then when the night falls And your way of saying it becomes asking whether I know how stressful you are, how terrible his days have been with the driving around to get things done, the insufficient rest, work problem, financial problem, car problem. And you tell me not to add on pressure to you.

It is upsetting.

Forget it.