Why do you always assume that something has ‘happened’ to cause moods I have? Why can’t I ever say something without you asking “What happened?” as though there was an actual incident that caused it. And why can’t an answer of “just things piling up?” be good enough for you? Why do you constantly have to keep asking? Hasn’t anyone told you “curiosity killed the cat”? You’re the f****** cat. And if you don’t just leave me alone, just let me deal with my moods in my way without your goddamn prying, I will kill you. I don’t want or need you to be a listening ear or someone to vent to. I don’t want or need to vent to someone. I just need to work through my moods. Let me do that and leave me the f*** alone.