I’m getting to the point where I don’t wanna deal with anything anymore. I’m at that point where I don’t care about what happens. I was at this point once, and it was something I regret. So that’s why I don’t wanna quit on us, on everything that we’ve been through. As much as I want to say it’s over, I don’t. I don’t want to look back and realize that I made a big mistake. I don’t want to look back and realize that I should have tried harder. I don’t wanna have any regrets. I won’t lie, I’ve thought about breaking up once or twice before, but never told you. I never brought it up because I knew we’d get through it one way or another like we always have. But this time…this time it’s different. We’re both getting to the point where we can’t go a week without arguing about something that really wasn’t worth arguing about. I don’t wanna lose faith in this relationship, but it’s getting to the point where I think we both can’t handle it anymore…or should I say me. I don’t wanna quit on us, but what happens when you’re at the point where you just can’t handle it anymore?
tagged as: Vent. Thoughts.