All is not fair in love and war

So I was having a wee think last night at 5 in the morning as I'm staring at the ceiling unable to sleep, and I realised I'm totally getting shafted. I don't think it's fair that you get to know everything that's happening with me and I get nothing. This is a two way street missy. Give and take. My door is always open if you want to talk, but if not I'll wait patiently til you do.