You are a stupid person.
Instead of embracing my honesty and vulnerability as more meaningful than your feeble attempts to be “friends”, you make comments making me feel like I am forever complicating things. As if my feelings have to correlate to what you understand is life or else they should be muffled and muted.
You did it before too, you made me refrain from speaking my mind, exactly as you are doing now. Shocking me into silence, withdrawing to make me seem defensive. Then, it was just a different context; those words were about our future, these are about our past.
I have a voice, surely opinionated, slowly rising, strikingly calm. And I am adamant now in using it. After hearing lies about our sexual conquests told selfishly to puff himself, I dare you to try to stop me talking back now.