I just gotta vent somewhere, and since none of you know me or Jack (the boyfriend) in real life, I figure this is as good a place as any.
I’m so upset right now:
First, since he’s working evenings now instead of days, he’s decided to change his sleeping schedule so that he sleeps from 6AM to 2PM. He knows–he’s always known–that I am definitely NOT an afternoon person. In the afternoons, my battery just dies: I have no energy at all. But, I can do hardly anything while he’s asleep because any noise or light will disturb him (we live in one room; there’s no door to shut off the sleeping area). So if I try to be asleep when he is, I spend my waking hours feeling like a zombie. If I try to follow my normal schedule, I feel like a prisoner. Geez, I don’t even know what day it is anymore! He knows it bothers me, but he doesn’t care; he’s convinced himself that I’m “adjusting.”
Second, he went off about 4PM this afternoon to visit his friend and the friend’s girlfriend who lives down the alley. I’m not crazy about this guy, so I didn’t insist on tagging along–besides, I firmly believe that he has a right to have friends. About 5, he ducks in the door, grabs a CD, and tells me they’re off to the new mall. Bye, see ya later! So here I am, stuck in a 12x15 foot room, bored shitless–while he at least gets to get out of the house. Did he even think of asking if I wanted to ride along? HELL, NO. (And the reason I’m not going somewhere by myself is that we are flat broke until next week.)
I feel like a piece of the furniture. I feel like the only reason I’m here is to cook and do the dishes and split the expenses. Yes, he’s affectionate; yes, he’s kind–but does it matter if it seems like he never wants to spend time with me?
Our sex life has gone downhill, too. :mad: I’ve always had a higher libido then his, but when I can’t even remember the last time we had sex–geez, and he’s only 26! WTF?!
Urrrrgh.
So, ladies and gentlemen, feel free to rant about your significant other, if you please.
Sigh.