No Longer

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How can we be having a conversation then I say something you disagree with, and right before my eyes you change into someone I no longer know?

Someone I wouldn’t want to be around if we had just met.

You think it is okay to disrespect my feelings, to call me names, and to say I don’t know what I’m talking about.

Then you throw your little tantrum and somehow it is all my fault as to why we are fighting.

We were just having a conversation until you couldn’t express your disappointment in a constructive way. You revert back to the twelve year old that is always lurking just below the surface.

I no longer want to be subjected to your abuse and I no longer want to be made to feel it is all my fault.

Mostly, I no longer want to be around you until you can act like the mature adult you are supposed to be.

— Nicole Barden 6/29/2021