Charlie has been ignoring me for months, and it’s starting to feel like she’s igniting me. I feel a simmering rage building toward her. Each time I try to be kind to her, I end up with bird poop on my face (metaphorically, of course).

First, I tried to show her the cheerleader bird at the gas station, and she acted like I was insane. Then I wanted her to listen to the laser tag bird, but she didn’t have time to even take off her headphones. Now I hear a chirping bird that reminds me off Charlie talking to a friend. Her tone is so different than when she talks to me. I can’t take it!!!