Fight with Kyto
Due to the nature of this post, I request family to ignore it.
So I grew concerned because I don't understand a certain situation... I talk to some people about it to make sure that my concerns are valid. Then I try talking to Nick about it. He blows up on me. I go do the dishes. I do some more cleaning and shredding old papers. We talk some more. It upsets him. He's upstairs sleeping. I'm down here typing away my sorrows and wondering whether to join him.
I should've kept my damn mouth shut. No surprise it upset him. I can't hide when something's bothering me. That's been proved to me time and time again. I could lie. But I'm honest.
It hurts. He's making me feel like I'm out to hurt him. Like I have some ulterior motive. If he thinks that he should just leave me and go back home. I'm not keeping him here. He knows many people who would welcome him with open paws.
In actuality, I really care about him and don't want him to leave. I didn't spend yesterday making him dinner for nothing. I put a lot of thought into it. When he saw the meal, his happiness radiated. I was happy. Where did that happiness go in less than 24 hours?
I know many of you that will read this will go: "WTF?". I'm just venting. His reaction to the whole situation has been rash and is hurting me. I don't want him to ask me how to fix the situation. He knows me well-enough to do that without help. Friends come first before mates. At least that's how it should be. I do a lot analysis on people and judge them based on their character. I put this out there and invite people to judge me based on my character and put me on trial.
1. Do I deserve to have this wonderful guy? If so, why? If not, why not?
2. Though this is vague, do you know what I want? Why?
3. Does wanting this make me a person of good character, status quo, or poor character?
All responses will be confidential.
After writing this... sorry Nick... I can't sleep with you tonight. The bed feels cold and depressing.
So I grew concerned because I don't understand a certain situation... I talk to some people about it to make sure that my concerns are valid. Then I try talking to Nick about it. He blows up on me. I go do the dishes. I do some more cleaning and shredding old papers. We talk some more. It upsets him. He's upstairs sleeping. I'm down here typing away my sorrows and wondering whether to join him.
I should've kept my damn mouth shut. No surprise it upset him. I can't hide when something's bothering me. That's been proved to me time and time again. I could lie. But I'm honest.
It hurts. He's making me feel like I'm out to hurt him. Like I have some ulterior motive. If he thinks that he should just leave me and go back home. I'm not keeping him here. He knows many people who would welcome him with open paws.
In actuality, I really care about him and don't want him to leave. I didn't spend yesterday making him dinner for nothing. I put a lot of thought into it. When he saw the meal, his happiness radiated. I was happy. Where did that happiness go in less than 24 hours?
I know many of you that will read this will go: "WTF?". I'm just venting. His reaction to the whole situation has been rash and is hurting me. I don't want him to ask me how to fix the situation. He knows me well-enough to do that without help. Friends come first before mates. At least that's how it should be. I do a lot analysis on people and judge them based on their character. I put this out there and invite people to judge me based on my character and put me on trial.
1. Do I deserve to have this wonderful guy? If so, why? If not, why not?
2. Though this is vague, do you know what I want? Why?
3. Does wanting this make me a person of good character, status quo, or poor character?
All responses will be confidential.
After writing this... sorry Nick... I can't sleep with you tonight. The bed feels cold and depressing.