exhausted

i am done with trying to figure it all out. I've been thinking so long and so hard, trying to turn it over in my head, trying to make sense of it, trying to understand. I can't anymore. I'm tired of this.

If I were truly honest, I might have to say that I feel I have been toyed with. I am angry, I suppose. And hurt, and resentful.

Instead I say "You're confusing me!". And, "Okay honey, if that's what you want."

This weekend is finally, finally over.