I only blame myself.

I always knew he was unhappy. And yet I tried. I always tried. I tried so hard. 'Til seeing nothing worked made me sad and he just got mad. Started accusing me of being unsatisfied with our relationship, my life, my plans. It all just seems so straining. From the beginning. We were just trying. I was just trying. I didn't mean for him to go away. Not like this, not this time. Where did I go wrong?