Why do we entrust a partner with all of our demons and feelings? Companionship is great, but I get stressed out from knowing that my partner keeps doing the opposite of what we talk about. I know they're trying their hardest and I fully support them. But nothing grinds my gears so much when they just run off across town and they don't even tell me where they're going. What the fuck... I'm so fed up.
It irks me to know that they're across town, running on no water; food; and meds. What the fuck dude... At least take a piece of toast, a canteen, and your meds to go.
Please do that.