Dear Jacob,

You never think about me. It’s always all about you. You always tell me to tell you when things hurt me, but when I do, you tell me that my feelings aren’t justified. You never ask me how I feel. You always play the victim. I always do everything for you and I never get any thanks, but when you do a small favor for me, I’m wrong if I don’t bow down to you and worship you. I’m tired of being quiet. I’m tired of being yelled at for my past mistakes even though you said you forgave me. If you didn’t truly forgive me, just say that. I’m tired of always giving up all my free time for you, but then you can’t make any time for me. Im so tired of you preaching about compromise, but never actually following your own advice. Honestly, fuck you.