I keep lying to everyone else and myself about not being upset anymore because I don’t want to feel that way. I want to just be happy. But it’s really unfair that the moment I get an interest separate from you, you can’t stand to see me enjoy it. You have to trash it and throw a fit. I stood down said I wasn’t upset, told you and myself that it was only me in the wrong but I lied. I’m angry and it’s eating me up from the inside.
