In anatomy I learned that the oxygen that we breath in takes the trash out of our body when we exhale it. It only takes the stuff that is bad for our body and leaves the things that we need. I think I need a little more oxygen in my life to get rid of all the things that are unhealthy for me.
The BF stayed the night the other night and when we woke up I ask him if he would get me something to drink. He got mad and started to get up to get it, but making noises of disgust because that is what he does when I ask him to do anything like that for me. I rarely ask and I wonder why. We had planned on getting up and cooking breakfast but that didn't happen either. After the disgust noises he made I got up and got my own drink. After drinking it I went outside and started running the weed eater and mowing. He came out and ask if I needed help and I just told him no. Then he tried to hug me but I pushed him away and told him to go find someone else and leave me alone.
Same story, different day. I've been fighting this thing with him for years now. He is so self absorbed. If he loved me like he says he would he would love waking up with me and getting me something to drink. Doing anything for me disgusts him. Its not just that he didn't get me something to drink it's that its stuff like that all the time. Eight years and I am completely uncomfortable asking him to do anything for me. I think the "noises of disgust" was the extra oxygen I needed to get rid of the "unhealthy".
The BF stayed the night the other night and when we woke up I ask him if he would get me something to drink. He got mad and started to get up to get it, but making noises of disgust because that is what he does when I ask him to do anything like that for me. I rarely ask and I wonder why. We had planned on getting up and cooking breakfast but that didn't happen either. After the disgust noises he made I got up and got my own drink. After drinking it I went outside and started running the weed eater and mowing. He came out and ask if I needed help and I just told him no. Then he tried to hug me but I pushed him away and told him to go find someone else and leave me alone.
Same story, different day. I've been fighting this thing with him for years now. He is so self absorbed. If he loved me like he says he would he would love waking up with me and getting me something to drink. Doing anything for me disgusts him. Its not just that he didn't get me something to drink it's that its stuff like that all the time. Eight years and I am completely uncomfortable asking him to do anything for me. I think the "noises of disgust" was the extra oxygen I needed to get rid of the "unhealthy".
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