Things were going SO well. I let walls down and cook and bake for the damn guy all Saturday and then this. Pissed because I have plans with other people this weekend that I made weeks ago. If he wasn’t so socially awkward, then he would be going with me to these plans.
And now he says he doesn’t trust me to be safe? The fuck does that mean? Because I was falling asleep when driving home once? That makes me this reckless crazy woman driver that cannot be trusted to keep herself safe? Honey, I made it 23 and a half years without you caring this much about me and I’ve done pretty well for myself. No major injuries, no arrests, nothing. I’m not sure what games are being played right now, but I don’t like it