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It’s one of those days again when everything feels like crap and I’m doubting everything and everyone. Suddenly, the friends that turned into family feel more like distant acquaintances, and I’m developing yet another insane jealousy towards your ex. Sometimes I don’t know how you could have chosen me over her. I’d talk to you about it but we’ve gone over this before; we know this conversation so well, we’ve taken to following a script. I don’t want you to get sick of hearing these same complaints over and over again. I don’t want you to get sick of me.