"Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me"

"Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me" If this statement rings true why is it that I would much rather face a dozen broken bones than the words you tell me?

I've reached a point where I don't know what to do anymore.

I don't have the energy to be angry. I don't WANT to be angry. I just feel empty when I talk to you. When you tell me things that would usually set me off. I am angry for a split second then I realize that I don't have the will to keep it up.

I find myself thinking about the better times, wondering where we went wrong. I know that there isn't an answer in the past and there is nothing I can do to change what has become our hell on earth but I can't help but wonder.

I don't want to fight and as the distance between us grows bigger, I tell myself that there are things that I could say that will pull us all back together again. But that would be selfish of me and i would just be trying to hang on and prevent the inevitable.

Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will cause more damage if you really want to hurt me.