Lately I’ve been very stressed out about everything. Stressed about work, stressed about school, stressed about money, stressed about my best friend who keeps getting shit on by life, stressed about another friend who keeps shitting on my life, stressed about both of my fish trying to die, stressed about my mom being unhappy about her job, stressed about visiting my great aunt in the nursing home over the weekend, stressed, stressed, stressed.
All this stress makes me very sad. And when I’m sad, I don’t tend to talk about it much. Also when I’m sad, the Boy doesn’t tend to ask about it very much because he doesn’t believe there is anything he can do.
This makes me MAD. And then he definitely doesn’t ask me about it, because me MAD and sad is not a pretty sight. So obviously this is a bad cycle to get into. This morning everything sort of blew up/dissolved into tears and we had a good talk and I think everything is good and I have my supportive boyfriend back now.
However, what is not good is that I caught myself saying, “I want you to WANT to listen to my problems…” Which is ridiculous! So I followed quickly with, “I want you to WANT to do the dishes!“
Confused, he looked toward the kitchen where the dishwasher was running, “But I just DID the dishes…”
