Of course I remember you
I clearly don't deserve to be happy though, no-one wants to spend time with me.
Tonight is another massive fail, I got in from work all ready to do some packing... said to him why don't we just sit in bed and watch something short on TV and then blast through it (it's an old tradition, 20 minute show on Netflix = 3 hours of good solid packing/tidying). NO. Not doing that. So
I may have crawled into bed, slept and cried for two hours, and then screamed at him a bit
All I wanted was one ****ing hug
If he'd just done that at half 5 like I wanted, we would have packed so much and all this drama would have been avoided. Yes I'm a complete cow at times, and yes I act like a ****ing five year old sometimes, especially in situations like this, but honestly if you just hold me and let me cry for a bit I get over it really quickly. But if you don't I just get more and more upset. Upshot is he stormed out at 8pm to meet his friend for dinner and I've done no packing and not eaten at all.
Oh the joys of abandonment anxiety, eh?
Also one of my fish is dying. ****ing poetic that is, we bought them home two weeks after we moved into our first place together.