I'm stressed, yes. I'm just trying my best to have you exist, I really wish you could magically be fixed but I know that only exist in fairy tales or tricks. Don't use this as an excuse to end it quick be that the opposite of this purpose. I know it takes time to fix things such as this but I can't help if you resist. Leaning into temptation and writing that shit. It's scary for me, I'm just trying not to take that risk. I over react because I'm afraid. I bet your done with my shit but you have to believe me, all I want is to help. I know you don't like it but i have to at least try to. What else could I do? Besides stress....
