Breathe in. Breathe out.
I am angry. Very angry. I can say that I never should have expected the kind of consideration that I gave you [although you have no idea], because I was always the one encouraging you to be considerate. I can say that you should have been a grown-up about it. I can say that I would have been an adult about the whole thing. I can guess (fairly accurately, I think) that things could have been much better than they are. But you weren't considerate, nor an adult, which made it hard for me to know how to respond, and things were and are messy. Messier than they were a week ago.
Thus I am angry (so angry), but I really don't want to be. I want to let things go and be positive and happy. I'm doing my best to do that, but this is definitely a bit of a hitch in my giddy-up.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
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