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Day 435

Simmering hurt

Still smarting from my whipping yesterday, I told Beloved he might apologise. He said it was all my fault. I am the one who is constantly undermining him, talking to him contemptuously, criticising him. He said it was like graffiti: one bit of graffiti isn’t a problem, it’s when it’s everywhere it’s a problem. I couldn’t believe my ears. We had been getting along so well before yesterday. On Saturday morning we made love, and he told me how much he loved me. He’s been fabulous. It’s been a sunny time between us. I have tolerated him, the way he’s so 'in-your-face', so demanding of attention and time, so irregular in his eating habits. I’ve let it go and haven’t said anything. We’ve been good to each other. So I was appalled by what he said.

It hinges on small things, eg: yesterday there arrived in the post news about an open day at E University.He wanted to talk to me about it. I wanted to get on with my things alone. After he waved the paper in my face I asked him to leave. I told him I thought him very demanding. He stormed off, hurt and furious.

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  • Bettedavis Bettedavis
    7 months ago

    Dick Ed
    I know the feeling
    30 odd years later still here same shit different day
    Where is that happiness?
    Tell me

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