You Only Care About Yourself

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I remember when we first met, how attentive you were, how you seemed to hang on every word I said.

You were charming, considerate, and genuinely interested in what made me happy.

Those days feel like a distant dream now, swallowed by the relentless tide of your self-centeredness.

You only care about yourself.

That’s the harsh, unvarnished truth that I’ve been forced to face.

It’s always about what you want, what you need, what interests you.

Every conversation, every decision, every moment is dictated by your preferences.

I feel like a ghost in our relationship, an invisible entity whose thoughts and feelings are constantly overlooked.

When was the last time you asked me what I wanted to do for dinner, what movie I wanted to watch, or how I felt about our plans for the weekend?

You talk endlessly about your work, your hobbies, your friends, but you never once pause to ask about mine.

You don’t seem to realise that I have dreams, desires, and preferences too.

I’ve tried to speak up, to share my thoughts and feelings, but it’s like my voice doesn’t even register.