her disengagement
with me only, not herself
fuels my resentment


So I'm on facebook this morning, chatting.  And I should know better than to engage this particular person about anything other than herself or her son.  Because when I need some attention, or some care, it just doesn't matter.  I'm not important enough, I'm not whatever enough.

And now I'm livid.

And I have no right to be.  I know this person cares not one flying fig for me, and yet I want them to so badly, that I prostitute my feelings for some attention and then get mad when I don't see value for it.