If I could just stop crying for a few minutes I'd be able to put my thoughts into some kind of perspective and work through this shit I'm feeling right now.  

Remember when we were little and the rules were "I wasn't invited to your party so now you're not invited to mine"  Well Craig seems to still live by those rules...  I was forgotten about this Valentine's Day and it was because I didn't get Craig anything last year...   

I have a really bad anxiety problem and it wasn't like I went to a thousand different stores and just chose not to get him a present, I was trapped here inside this prison!  

Now just by me simply saying to him I feel a little forgotten about world war four has broken out...  Big deal no Valentine's Day present I'll get over it but it's going to take longer to get over what he screams at me while "defending" himself.  

I've also been crying out for some sexual attention for a few days now, apparently Craig has as well but he chooses to satisfy himself rather than bothering me and just fills me in on the details to hurt me after the fact.....  

Everything is just going to pieces and we treat eachother like worst enemies.  

With my hand/arm being broken and in plaster it's so hard to do "normal" things for myself such as showering, preparing food etc and approaching "bad mood boy"  is not really an option at the moment - These are the times where I wish I had my mum in the same state at least!!