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“You can’t handle the fact that you hurt me!” David said to me as we argued.
“What? Um, hellooo. I’m the master of handling stuff”, I thought.
“YES, I can handle it!” I said to him.
“No, you can’t.” He said. “You cannot handle the fact that you hurt me.”
Sigh. “What exactly do you need from me?”, I asked.
We were in the car, he was driving us to the grocery store and I said something that had hurt him, but I didn’t think it was a big deal. I tried to brush off what I said. Meh. I thought….it’ll be alright.
An argument ensued. The whole argument was so stressful – it seemed like he needed something from me that I couldn’t give. I cried in frustration, not quite sure how to deal with this problem we were having, and…