What Color Is the Kettle?

 Leading up to my official diagnosis of Covid last year, I was accused then of having a bad attitude, abandoning and whatever else negative that came to mind.  Not at any point was I asked how I was feeling of if there was anything that could be done for me.  The things that I ask other people currently.  Even on my shittiest days, I still ask those questions.  I don't care how miserable you are, I'm not your body that is betraying you.  Don't take it out on me.  You both take extreme comfort in your laziness and project unrealistic expectations on others when you don't have any for yourself.  He is not your savior so stop treating him one.  He constantly betrays your trust, and willfully ignores your feelings.  I take the blunt end of all of your frustrations whether there are actually regarding me or not.  Being snapped at for asking if you are ok or would like something is ridiculous.  You can be frustrated and angry with what is going on with you, but no one deserves your level of indifference and rashness.  I want to cry all day because of how you treat me.