I'm mad at people who said they would be there for me and then weren't. People who decided I am just "too much" for them. Well heck, they knew I had a mental illness when we first met. I trusted them and they went away. I was there for them and they decided not to be there for me. They made a choice and broke their promise. I wish they hadn't promised if they didn't mean it. I trusted them and I shouldn't have because they walked away. I was sad but now I'm mad.
Shula