We can't keep fighting like this, and when I get upset you can't just get mad and leave. I don't understand what you want me to do? I can't just push aside depression, it's something I have to deal with every single fucking day of my life. I wish I could push it aside, and I would if I could, but I can't. And if you can't handle me like this, what makes you think you'll be able to handle me the rest of the time? Maybe you're not ready for this.. Or maybe I'm not.