My existance seems to become less when you're close.
You unconsciuosly deem my efforts unimportant, insult me and my intelligence, refuse to accept my choices or who I am and just give away a feeling of "You are not good enough, you should be better."
I know (or at least I hope I know) you don't mean any of it.
Still, it hurts. You should know this.
But...
It somehow seems to lose meaning if you don't realize it on your own.
So how the hell am I supposed to tell you all this?