maybe I shouldn’t expect anything from talking out loud my feelings. I don’t feel there’s emotional support anyways. when you’re annoyed i pointed out that you cut me off in the middle, I should have known better. why should I expect what I think would happen, a hug, a word of comfort, showing empathy…. the fact that I was left alone again after Josiah went to sleep, you didn’t bother to check on me. you were typing away in your work laptop, I was left alone in the tv room. I could only guess maybe you have some important due soon, only guessing, because you never tell me anything that stress you out. no communication, no exchange of feelings. what are we doing here… coexist…. I guess