We were fighting the last couple days over how I don’t feel like he’s been supportive during the tough times I’m facing right now. More specifically how when I found out that my dad’s run out of treatment options for his cancer, the boyf’s response was to go get drunk with my friends. So finally after a week of this he has time to hang out with me and I’m not doing so well with the news. After lots of nagging I spilled my heart out to him in his car. His response? He got out of the car immediately. When I told him a few minutes later that I feel like nobody cares, he blew up and called me a selfish crazy bitch and then proceeded to call me names and scream at me about how I only care about my own problems and ruin lives all the way home. Then he decided he couldn’t be bothered to go all the way back to my house so he drops me off in front of a dive bar 2 miles away.
