I don't know what it is about them. They don't seem to understand or pick up on anything. Marty was nice enough to call and let me know he made it to California. And that's it. He'll call me tomorrow. No mention of the CD, the letters, my feelings, his feelings, anything. I guess he either didn't listen to it or he did and it didn't have any effect on him.
I hate, hate, hate this. I hate the fact that he WON'T talk to me. He won't open up. He won't let me open up to him. And when I do, he says nothing. Things are going to have to change.
I just can't stand this anymore. It really, really sucks. Or have I said that before?
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