I wish you had taken me seriously when I said I was getting close to the end of my rope.
I wish you hadn't insisted I was wrong when I said our home life was depressing me.
I wish you had been willing to come up with some kind of schedule for your farmwork, so the rest of us could know when to expect you and when not to.
I wish you hadn't insisted that we never throw anything out, ever.
I wish you had given me as much notice as you did your cows.
I wish you hadn't said that I would have to just learn to accept situations, because I didn't have any choice.
I wish you hadn't picked the wives of rich doctors, who spent their days being social and helping out with charitable events, as your role models.
I wish you had been willing to work with me when I said I wanted less complexity in our lives.
I wish you cared enough to give me a real reason to consider coming back.
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