I am so Łucking tired of hearing that I am difficult. I know that, I live it. I don't need to hear it on repeat from you. I feel shame. I don't want you near me. Why were you so persistent about meeting up? I told you I didn't care that much about it. And why did we spend 25 minutes talking about using the camera when I have explained repeatedly and politely that I don't want to do that? It's not my fault that you are too stupid to understand. You were so loving before you went away. You must have left your heart on holiday.