“Why are you punishing me for something I didn’t do?”, I ask. You’re just standing there, at a loss for words. You’re suffocating me and your anxiety is driving both of us mad – it’s driving me mad for I never gave you a reason to doubt me and you feel crazy because you can’t trust me. I never lied to you, I’ve always loved and respected you and I know you feel the same way. So why is it so hard?