I'm sad

And frustrated, because how are we supposed to work through our issues if you can't even meet me halfway to address it? If all you ever do is cut me off to tell me how it's my fault and then walk away before I can even respond? I might as well be talking to a child who plugged his ears and is going "la la la."

It's not right. It might actually be emotional abuse. And I'm just here. Failing. Cause I don't know how to handle stuff like this.

I suppose this is what happens when you grow up in a household where emotions are never addressed. So maybe I'm emotionally stunted. Or maybe he is. Or both. I don't know. How much can we take, do you think?