day #4

Hello Thursday.
I slept better than I have in a while last night. No dreams containing her, yet still pretty vivid dreams that I woke up knowing and believing weren't the least bit real, which made me happy. Although I woke up missing her and wishing she would text me or be next to me, it wasn't anywhere close to how i felt yesterday morning. This is good, starting to see the light.
I did all my usual morning routine shit and on my way to work...I got angry. I started talking to myself and cussing her out for the way she treated me. Not just the specific time in which she really fucked me over but for everytime she couldn't take a joke that had nothing to do with her, or every time she got up on the wrong side of the bed and was nasty to me for no reason and i tried comforting her, for every time she would throw my advice out the window, for every time she didn't make me feel wanted. FUCK that. I do not deserved to be treated like that.
If i fucked up i apologized. I made sure whatever i did i worked my ass off to make it right. It was never enough. Conceded piece of shit. How dare you think its ok to treat me like that. Then putting all the blame on me?! Who the fuck do you think you are? You're a child.
As much as I miss her, I really hope this anger and aggression continues. I need to be mad, what she did was so unfair. I hope she realizes what she lost. But I don't want to be around when she does.