Sometimes, even the coldest heart of them all need to be appreciated. I don’t ask for anything in return when I give. I don’t ask for gifts. I don’t ask for much but for those whom I love, I expect them to simply appreciate me. A simple thank you would be enough. A deeper conversation would even be better, that my actions ARE appreciated and recognized. However, when all I hear are the things that I am not doing enough, it gets to me. It gets to me how for the last 7 months, I have been working my ass off getting things settled for her. I have been the one responsible for everything – financially, house preparations, immigration procedures, teaching her how to navigate the adult world, creating the lies with her, and just plain everything I can do to make her life better. I will never understand why we rarely have any conversations about all these things that I have done, and yet she manages to bring up the fact that I am not this or I am not that. Sure, she claims these to be her observations. Then what happened to her observations about the things that I actually do for her. It’s freaking ridiculous. I don’t want to get to a point that I start regretting what I do, but I am a normal person who gets butt hurt. So sure, call me out on what I don’t do but for God’s sake, notice the other GOOD stuff as well!
Ugh, I can’t even.
As Random As It Could Be 