You

have no idea how sick of all this bullshit and nonsense I am.

None.

However much good is being done?

You're ruining it.

All of it.

That's what you're doing.

Thats exactly how I feel right now.

And I have every right to feel that way.

What if it was you?

Thats what I always ask myself.

What if  it was her that was being put through all of this?

Would she still be here?

You can't push a man to the brink for three straight years and then just expect him to be the man you wanted him to be when you finally decide to make things right.

He won't be.

You put him through to much.

One would have thought you would have understood.