Yesterday we had sex. I didn't find it in me to climax and all I could do was be distracted the whole time. I've been stressed and sleeping at weird schedules. It seems to bother him but he doesn't ask at all about why I'm sleeping late anyway--which to me means he just doesn't care anymore because it's always the same shit. He used to ask me about those things. He used to not leave alone until I told him. He used to make sure I was okay. But now..
I am aware and know that the minute I pull the same stunts he does, that'll enable him to cheat again. I know him that well. Once I disappear from the map for a while, he will assume the worst even though I've done nothing to make him think that. Part of me wants to scream. He doesn't care anymore if I cry or not. Maybe I'm just a really good actress. Maybe he can't tell because I've always been trying to laugh and smile like everything's okay for so long that he can't tell the difference anymore. Either way.. I'm really not okay.. There are times when I do get upset and quiet, but at the same time he always seems frustrated and tired all the time so I don't want to bother him about my shit. I mean what really do I have to complain about? Normal people don't complain about the shit that I do. Of course he's get mad at me. Things I find that are a big deal are nothing to normal people. No wonder he doesn't care anymore.
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