I’m stuck on the side of the road in the middle of no where after nearly rolling my car to avoid hitting an animal. I got lucky. I called my boyfriend who is the reason I’m out here to tell him what happened and that I was okay. He barely seemed to care.

Several weeks ago he told me he didn’t know if he actually loved me.

Several weeks ago he told me I contributed little to the conversation.

Several weeks ago he told me I was oversexed, then expected s** the next morning.

Today he didn’t say I love you… I had to prompt it.

Today I rolled my car while driving at night to see him in an amateur performance, when weeks ago he could not be bothered to do the same for me.

Please, somebody, remind me why I’m doing this again?

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