He said those words after I had regaled him with extensive descriptions of my emotional state, my unhappiness, about things that happen.
And I thought…well, why not. Why is he still here? Trying to be my friend.
When it\’s so obvious that I am trying to push him away, but sometimes lacking the courage to do so. I did a few months ago, but came around, because the whole act was destroying me from the inside.
I am crushed. I am not. I am strong. I am falling. I am weak. I am stumbling. I am trying. Just so hard.
I don\’t what happened in the last year that somehow anything he says will affect me too deeply. I thought that I was generally resilient to criticism. Especially having trained through design critiques. I can see through design critiques to see what people are suggesting, even when it\’s poorly worded.
But when it seems like an attack on my character, I falter and falter.
The wedding invitation drama was more than I can handle. And I regret not having spoke about it sooner as it killed me inside. I can\’t always read between the lines. And being told that it was undignified to say anything…kept me from saying anything.