The other day, I told The Mister that a part of me is disgusted by him. He seemed taken aback by that. He asked "because I lied to you?" No. Really? How about because you put your penis into another woman's vagina? I then began listing all of the transgressions that disgusted me. He was visibly upset by this. He then took a shower and I know he was in there crying and a large part of me didn't care. Why should I feel guilty when he's upset? *I* didn't cause any of this. Was he thinking about me or my feelings at any point in the last 7 months? Not. At. All.
Asshole.
However, I am an empathetic being. So, unfortunately I do care. Ugh.
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