Matthew

He called today, the first opportunity I had to talk with him in a few days, and it was completely awful. I was out with my Dad and if Matt had only called two minutes earlier or two minutes later I would have been able to talk, but life is not fair like that.

So Matt spits something out about how his camera is "Thoroughly Ucked" and gives me basically no explanation. It is as if he is mad at me for how his camera has been wrecked. I am not to blame, and I know that he is not trying to blame me, just frustrated. Anyway, after a short and, I must say, awkward conversation, I tell Matt that I must go but I ask if I can call me back. He says, "yeah, you can call me. . ." As in, "no, I am not going to pick up, I have better shit to do, but you can call if you want to, bitch." Now, that may be a slight over-reaction to his tone, but I haven't heard him that mad at me for no reason in a long time. It makes me want to cry.

Why did he even call if couldn't talk to me TWO minutes later?

I just don't understand. Something is terribly, terribly wrong with our relationship today, and I don't know how to fix it.