All I did was care.
All I did was tell you what you needed to do. For what is best for you. For what is good for you. And you tell me that I sound like your mother, and I’m nagging you. If caring for somebody is nagging, then yes, I am nagging. If wanting you to be able to do what you want to without being in pain is nagging, then I’m nagging. I don’t understand why I was disrespected just because I was looking out for you. I don’t expect any less than what I give you, and I get less. I get less. Why do I even put up with it? Why? I’m sick of it, and you can apologize or just get out. I’m sick of it.
