I hate that I won’t know the truth unless I full proof.

I hate that with you I have to make sure I have full truth and evidence in order to get truth from you. I wish I could trust you however you lied so much. About so many things. I want to believe you however. My brain is constantly questioning. 🤨. I’m mad. I told you I was worried about this and yet here we are. I’m so sick of this.