Nonconformity 

I didn’t conform to how you wished I would feel and instead simply felt. It pissed you off, or you simply couldn’t be bothered, and both. Something finally clicked in realizing both are irrelevant because I felt it and didn’t let you stall me into indifference simply because how I felt wasn’t how you’d hoped. I paid attention to the fact that your statement of: “I did this but do you shouldn’t take it that way” is just your excuse to take away your responsibility. Pardon me if allow reality shape what is real. It only became more apparent as you told me what was my problem shouldn’t be a problem, as you told me that what was my problem was my problem because it was already problematic in the first place, as you told me thereafter that both of your therapist warned you about this. But you forgot to mention that my problem was expecting you to be my partner, that my problem was that you expected me to satisfy your sexual needs so that you could rush through mine and get back to work, and that my problem, against which your therapist would argue, is that my argument for my needs wasn’t relevant in the first place.