Why?

What the fuck did I ever do to you? I gave you everything. When you burned every other bridge and had nowhere to go, I was there; not her, not even him, me. All she ever did was mooch off of me through you. Are you proud of what you've become, of the place you've reached? Can you look back and say "this is what I wanted, this is who I've always wanted to be"? Can't you at least tell me why? Or will you just continue to ignore this, like every other adult thing in your life? Are you having fun, living out the angry teenager, highschool bullshit mentality you claimed ot hate so much?