Is It What You Wanted?

I'm asking that question to two people today.

Person #1: I offered do to everything that I possibly could, and you fucking stepped all over everything I said. You then had the nerve to send a text this morning that was basically rubbing salt in the wound. There was NO point in sending ME a text message that was meant for SHELBY, praising HER about how adult and mature SHE was for stepping up. What the fuck point was there in sending that shit to ME? A fucking deliberate stab in the heart, and I hope it's worth it to you.

Person #2: I really wish I could do to you what you do to me sometimes. Blanking me out for hours at a time, completely ignoring me, and then playing ignorant when I'm angry about it. The Ostrich Theory doesn't fucking work, okay? Just because you've stuck YOUR head in the sand doesn't mean I've stuck MINE down there too. I'm tired of trying to defend you with excuses, because I've run out of creativity to produce anymore lies. So I won't anymore. I hope this is what you wanted.

I hope this is what both of you wanted. I'm hurt and I'm angry and all I can say is I hope it was fucking worth it for you. Congratulations, you win.

Whatever though.