"Why didn't you call me?"
"Were you even thinking about me?"
"Do you actually care?"
"Is this how you're going to be now?"
"Well? Say something."
If you've ever been on the receiving end of a conversation like this, you know how disorienting it feels. Question after question, fired off one on top of the other, with no real room to answer any of them. You open your mouth to respond to the first one, and the second one is already landing. By the time the fifth one hits, you've forgotten what was even asked.
If you've ever been the one firing the questions, you know how it feels from the inside too. You're upset, activated, desperate for something — clarity, reassurance, a reaction. The words are tumbling out faster than you can think, and every time your partner hesitates, you fill the silence with another question.
This is a form of fighting. And most of the time, the person doing it doesn't realize it is.
