The main thing I find difficult to accept about you, is that you didn't chose me. You made a choice for everything else in your life, except me. So can you see how it is natural for me to just resent all those choices? If you had let me go with dignity and respect, I'd feel different, I would have felt like I mattered. Instead it was like you had to go out of your way to show how little you cared for me, the absolute last person in the world you have time for, a person you won't even deign to speak to. I really hate you for that. You speak to other people, but you will not speak to me, therefore I hate seeing you speak to other people. I resent every choice you make because it excludes me.