Selfish?

I float back and forth between
Anger, and pity.

It leaves me confused, frustrated, and sad.

I try not to be mad, and try to understand why, but you have given me nothing.

If officially I knew, then I could ask.
But would you tell me?
Or would you blame me?
Am I the reason?
Or is there more to the story?

Every time I think about it, I start out mad at you.
Why did you do it?

From my side it almost seems selfish, but there has to be more to it.
Right?

I wanted things to slow down, not speed up.
Your actions have done just that to me. The have sped everything up.
I'm going so fast I don't know how long I can last.

I want to scream.