Months of feeling this way seem to be taking a toll on me.
Its hard to find the joy in anything anymore.
Its hard to pick the good bits out of the bad ones.
Its hard not to cry.
Its all just so damn hard.

It all feels different.
It feels like a clash, like we don't click anymore.
Almost everything you say rubs me the wrong way.

I want to quit.
But I don't.
I don't make sense.

you ask a question, tell me its up to me.

I answer.

And you question my answer.

It annoys me.
It annoys me so much.

Why bother asking if you aren't going to accept my response?