I'm not asking you to be happy all the time! The problem is that I can't even tell if you are at all about shit, or if you're just acting like you are? I mean, how goddamn hypocritical would it be of me to expect you to to be whistling to show tunes at all hours? It just kind of feels like I made you... retreat even more into yourself? Just because I'm too much of a fucking asshole to not blow every tiny thing out of proportion. And okay, maybe it's not my fault entirely, but you really can't deny that I helped contribute to this.

[ he rubs at his eyes. ] If you hate yourself then you hate yourself, I guess, but you shouldn't have to censor yourself and your feelings every single time just because things went badly with this thing?