to the narcissistic man with whom I am married

Why is everything I do wrong? I get you food even though you promised to ride with me to the store, and didn't. But I didn't get you a drink, so I am a horrible wife. Makes lots of sense I guess. Guess that's why you don't care if I get to finish in bed or not. It's always been about you and I wish I just would have accepted that you can never not be selfish long ago instead of fighting everyone who said we weren't right. Maybe they were right, or maybe I'm just done trying. After all, you haven't tried in about a year to ensure my happiness the way I try yours....  Maybe one day I will have my shit together and maybe one day I can leave. And maybe one day, you'll actually let me walk away.