I’m starting to hate your voice, most importantly when you would yell at me and make me feel guilty for loosing my cat on accident. It hit me today. I loved your voice when you would tell me sweet stuff but you got so mean. Maybe because the relationship was falling apart. A part of me hates you and a part of me has hope we’ll reunite when the time is right and when we are doing mentally better. But I hate how you changed but it’s fine. I wish I could know your perspective. -L