How can you tell me you're hurting, right to my face, when I've cried everyday this week and haven't been given one incentive to stop.
Oh but you're in pain, I'm so sorry. I guess it's my fault that nothing feels as good as it used to, and I'm just as depressed as I used to be.

And you do cause it. You're not the only one but you do. But I don't care that knowing that hurts your feelings because it should.
You hurt mind everyday, so maybe that's fair. I have no pity for you when you say stuff like this, just pure ******* anger.