We fought. Again. I'm tired of this constant fighting between us. That's all we do now. But, my therapist recommended writing my feelings down in a journal instead of taking them out on my girlfriend. So I did.

I locked myself in the room and sat on the bed, writing down what I felt in my journal. I was doing fine until she knocked on the door. I highly doubt it's to apologize. She never does. First, anyway.

"Go away. I don't wanna talk right now."