I’m angry at you for making me blame myself for your outburst; I knew something was building up but you STILL WON’T OPEN UP TO ME. It’s my responsibility to be there for you, SS. I feel like I let you down when you told me you blew up at them. But I’m angry that you didn’t come to me, when I promise myself that I’m the kind of person that will listen NO MATTER WHAT. I don’t know anyone like that, so I strive to be just that. But I CAN’T HELP YOU if you don’t come to me. I love you, but this is driving me mad.
~AMA