When I thought you were gone there was a calmness that came over me. A feeling of true relief. Like if your stalker gets put in jail and you get to breath for a little bit. Now you are back and the nightmare continues. This place doesn't give me problems, YOU DO.
Words on a screen, Sabby. Learn to deal with them like an adult. You don't have a stalker, you can breath on your own. Be. An. Adult.
If you would just stop pursuing me and act like a normal level headed human being you wouldn't have to leave at all.
No one is pursuing you. No one cares that much. Trust me. And I don't have to leave.
No one is making me leave, at all. I was trying to be nice to you and you treated a gift like shit. Someone was offering you something you said you need and you shit all over it. This is what I mean when I say learn to act like an adult.
Just be nice, for God's sake. By all means challenge everything I say, but use nice words. Not "liar", "empty platitudes", "weak", "feeble", "stupid" those types of words. You use them all, you seem to revel in them. Just be nice or don't speak, simple.
Don't lie and you won't get called a liar. Don't use empty platitudes and you won't get called out for using them. Don't accuse me of calling you stupid and you won't get called out for being a liar.
Speak plainly and YOU will be spoken plainly to. Actually, you are being spoken plainly to, you just don't like it. Learn to act like an adult.