You ask me what’s wrong and I automatically say nothing. I wait patiently for you to realize what happened that made me upset but you don’t see it. When I open my mouth you raise your voice and you disregard what I said . Son boberías you say and the talk is over . I cry out of frustration because I don’t have the language to defend myself against your words. Whenever I’m upset you say that’s my problem and that there is nothing you can do about it so you let me be upset . We promised to make each other fall in love with each other everyday but some days you make me fall out love with you and with myself. I hate the mom I am when we argue, I become small and weak. It scares me that you trigger things from my past . I hate that you make me see myself like I once saw my mom. I don’t know what I have done or what I am doing to you for you to treat me this way but it makes me sick to my stomach . I want this so bad but it’s very hard at times. I don’t know what to do and not knowing it’s driving me crazy. I’m grid to go crazy next to you , I’m afraid to go crazy for you.