I've come to think there wasn't anything wrong with us. We're not defective people. We didn't know how to expose our feelings and emotional needs and solve problems without closing off or hurting each other. We didn't know what we were doing. I don't know what I will do different next time. I try to be open about things but sometimes I feel it gets brushed off and I just get blamed for being upset. Then I stop talking. I get angry and eventually I act out. I started off doing the right thing... But sometimes I just don't get heard. That's not something you can live with and stay happy.