I am giving up on my relationship. I had the final push that my brain seems to set that’s it.

Last night, during my distress moment, instead of giving me time to calm down. I was coldly blankly shooed out of the room. Like I’m not a human. I felt like my heart has been stamped on with the most cruel act that could be done. I was sitting inside the car crying, the kind of cry that cannot make the sound. I couldn’t breathe, nor control it.

I don’t think I can take another act like that. I think it’s time for me to love myself and do what best for me.