things are difficult

I am too upset right now that I can't even think of a nice way to start this post without being too emotional and straightforward about it. I'm disappointed, frustrated, and depressed--and it's not PMS. I haven't been eating right, and there's always an ocean of tears waiting to be shed any moment given the slightest emotional nudge. And I hate it. I hate how you're affecting me. And I hate how it all made sense to me just last night.

I know I haven't been the nicest person in the world. I unleash hell when I'm mad especially when it's the wrong time of the month to mess with me. But I can assure you that I can fight for you. That I can stand up for what we believe in and whatever that is that we had promised each other in the long span of our relationship. I don't know why, but I think I'll never be enough for you. 

And that sucks.

That sucks for you.

Because I'm not settling for anything less.