Well, it seems like every little high comes with a low anymore. My boyfriend came home from work in a bad mood, and I fell apart. I spent nearly an hour curled up on the couch crying, then got up and sat in the bathroom for almost another 1/2 hour. I still want to just cry. I hate that I can't do anything to help my boyfriend feel better, and I feel like it's my fault he blew up. I feel like I've stressed him out too much with all my problems, and he couldn't take having a bad day.
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