movie night

Tonight we went and say blood and chocolate. It was after a book that brent had read not too long ago. We had a pretty good time despite unsure certainties about the movie. Then we god home and suddenly i became this asshole for no real reason. Any reasons why? Maybe i'm bipolar? Lol. Probably not. I just get frustrated with him so easily and so fast, yet i have no idea why i let him get to me like i let him. I love him, yet i treat him like shit. And i don't know why. After all we've been through i still don't understand why i have my defenses up against him. I think i'm just scared that he'll hurt me again and i would rather beat him to the punch. But that's kind of stupid and childish, no?