Feeling really quite sad, but maybe I should get used to this feeling. Maybe this is how being supportive is supposed to make me feel.

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I need to pen this down. This feeling of unmistakable disappointment, overwhelmed with sadness, intense maybe not. But disappointment, yes. Is your club that important to you that the only day you are free from work you cannot even afford to spend it with me? And what is the point of wanting to take leave if you can't even spend time with me on a Public Holiday. The rest are not attached but you are and you see no difference? Do you know that I care not for those large expressions of self sacrifice - taking leave when you should be at work - but for times like these, the quiet unassuming presence of you and I together, after an intense week.

Being supportive. That's another problem. I thought it was something we were going to do together.

You weren't even serious about getting our present. I'm just supposed to keep waiting till it's convenient. What does that even mean?
I feel better.
Life goes on.