Don’t have expectations for me and get mad when I don’t do something for you if you feel pressured to do anything I ask of you.

I don’t want to plan moving back to the other house. I’ll help you but I’m not doing it by myself. I moved us over there. You made me feel pressured

I never wanted to give you extra money beyond 50/50 for rent or utilities. You made me feel pressured

Even more since you won’t fill out a simple budget plan I asked you to fill out a month ago.

I’ve been feeling extremely pressured and uncomfortable by making too many compromises.

Every time I’ve done something for you I put your needs over mine. I did it because you needed help. I did it to make you happy. I did it to make you feel less stressed. You didn’t ask but that’s what love is.

If you don’t wanna compromise for me and step out of your comfort zone like I have been doing I’m not doing anything for you. Don’t even ask me.

I took care of all the dogs because you just expected me to WITHOUT ASKING IF IT WAS OKAY because you were so busy working. I felt pressured and had no choice.

I gave you a ride to work for a fucking month when your truck was being fixed. I felt pressured and had no choice

I went out of my way for your birthday to make you feel special. I spent 400 dollars on a personalized Harry Potter cake. I felt pressured to make you happy

You FORGOT my birthday. Came home at midnight that night doing god knows what. Probably cheating. Who fucking knows.

I cooked you dinner every damn night and made sure you were fed because if I didn’t no one was gonna eat. I felt pressured

I bought ALL the groceries. I felt pressured

I meal prepped for you for MONTHS. I felt pressured

I gave you DOUBLE WHAT YOU WERE ASKING FOR RENT and caused financial strain for myself. I felt pressured

You didn’t do a damn thing when I got my degree. It was an accomplishment for me getting out and you acted like it was LITERALLY nothing.

I ask for honesty and truth but you lie to my face, gaslight me, call me paranoid and cheat a dozen times and give me and std and put me at risk for HIV

You bought poppers and a docuhe and left evidence in the car and gas lighted when I asked you

You bought condoms and douche when you were in Mexico. Probably cheated then too. I saw the receipts.

I make sure you and your mom were both okay when you were both in the hospital. I took a week off and used my hard earned leave to help you and clean her entire house

But You get mad at me and make fun of me and leave the house to be with your friends when I smoked too much weed and was having a panic attack on the floor.

You chase me around the house, push me off the bed, pour poppers down my nose threaten me and my dog. Call me a fat ass and tell me I have a small dick and I forgive you but you won’t forgive me about one single misunderstanding about your medication? And you wont even try to understand it’s not what I meant.

I tell you I’m not coming back unless you go to therapy and your first reaction is “but what about the things I need you to do for me”

I ask you to send some nudes but it makes you feel pressured and call me trashy and make me feel bad for asking yet you’re okay with posting them all over twitter and a hookup app. I guess my validation and attention doesn’t mean a single thing to you.

I’m not holding anything I’ve done for you over your head. I put up with all that and do things for you because I love you. Do you know how uncomfortable and pressured you made me feel?

I ask you to send a fucking nude and call me once a week and it’s such a small easy and simple thing but it’s too much.

You feel pressured and don’t want to do the two things I have EVER asked of you?

You are someone that’s so important to me yet You have not once made me feel special. You make me feel invisible. You make me feel unimportant. You make me feel like I don’t matter. All because YOU are selfish and won’t do one damn thing for me.

I don’t understand you? I’ve literally trashed my self esteem trying to understand and do things for you and when I want to do something for myself you call me selfish and get mad.

I don’t want to hear I’m sorry. I don’t want to hear I’ll try harder. Those are empty words at this point.

You say you want to change but doing the same thing over and over again isn’t working for you. But you keep doing it

The only thing I want from you now is time and space because I am ANGRY. I am HURT and I deserve so much better than this abuse.

In the beginning you literally told me you didn’t want to hurt me like you hurt your ex. Well you probably hurt me much worse.

If you want to do anything for me. Keep the rest of my stuff safe until I’m ready to talk to. If that’s too much to ask throw it away.

I don’t care at this point

I deserve better.

I matter

Do. Not. Contact. Me.