Hey, Bear, I’ve been trying to ignore this, but I’m not happy, and, it hurts to admit that. It’s not really, about the pizza, it’s about the pattern. You make promises, I believe you, and then they don’t happen. And each time, it hurts a little more. I love you deeply, which is why this affects me so much. Lately, it feels like I’m the only one showing up. I miss feeling wanted, chosen, and truly cared for. All I’m asking is simple—please mean what you say and follow through. Because right now, I don’t feel like I matter.