Why should it bother me that you like to take a different route to and from work? I mean, I have driven you to and from work for a little over 2 months, and you never once mentioned that you like a different route. You say you like it because there are less cops. So even after I get a ticket going “my way” you still never let me know about “your way.” So what, you don’t care if I get a ticket or another ticket, but you care if someone else does? Or maybe you like that route because you smoke on your way home. Back roads and back ways means no one can smell it, right?
You blow up my phone at times that you feel I should be off work at night, but you don’t let me know when you get off work. You know that I have to get up early every single Monday through Friday, yet you are perfectly ok with waiting to call me at midnight. I should already be in a bed and asleep for at least 2 hours by midnight. Why is that ok for you to wait and call me then when there is absolutely nothing standing in your way of calling me before then? I mean, you are really only calling to see how my night was with the boys, tell me about anything interesting or upsetting that happened in your night, and then tell me goodnight? Why does it not occur to you to have the common courtesy of my sleep schedule and what it should be? I realize that for many nights, I have trouble getting both boys in a bed at a decent time. Or even that I have trouble sleeping myself. That is why I have sleeping pills. If I can get the boys to bed on time, you know I normally take a sleeping pill because sleep is just that important to me.
I really and truly want you to have fun hanging out with your other friends. Just as I want you to want me to have fun hanging out with my other friends. But if I get off work and don’t immediately call you, or if there are long lulls between responses, you immediately start getting suspicious and acting like an ass. I can’t even give you a quick call to say it was great and I will call you later without you getting suspicious and blowing up my phone with text messages. It is such a double standard, and I don’t do double standards.
I have never had someone act like this before, and I have no idea how to handle it. All I can think to do is simply state, "I don’t stand for that type of behavior." Maybe I need to start spending more time with other friends and less time with just one friend. My friends kinda miss me, and I know I miss them.
So in getting this out, I am letting go of it. I am sending it on it's way throughout the universe to where ever it might decide to land, but it no longer lives in my head and at my home.
Welcome to a little bit of my world.
I guess I should say thank you for taking a moment to read a little bit about me. These are my thoughts and theories on things. I am not a psychologist and will never claim to be. This is simply my view of the world, and I appreciate that it might be drastically different than yours. If you know me personally, please keep in mind that when I write, I pull from what I can remember of my last 28 years. A recent situation might have brought the subject to mind, but my writing about is not based on just present time. That being said, if you think I am implying or inferring a particular person in these writings, just go ahead and know now that you are wrong. Sorry. Hate to disappoint, but this is my way of reflecting on my life, thoughts, feelings, and events. I like to combine them all into one whenever possible.
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