I resent you in so many ways. To me, you're a spoiled and selfish jerk. I don't hate you, but I still have feelings for you that I'm trying to hide because I'm hurting from losing you too. I'm frustrated with everything that's happened to me lately, on top of the fact that I'm on hormone therapy. I don't want your charity or your kindness; I just want to get through these next two months without clinging to you. I have a little depression, and I hate being criticized.