I said something to my other half today. It took me a while to do so. Plus at first, I didn’t think I had to say anything. Well, I know our communication has been shit lately. So I needed to say something at some point. I guess today, hit a breaking point for me.
It all happened because of dinner.
We may be in our mid to late twenties but he is still very spoilt.
He said his mum had texted him asking if he would like her to get him a steak for dinner and to ask me what I would like.
After I breathed through my annoyance of the fact he’s not as independent as I’d like him to be. Relying on his parents and cannot think or take responsibility for much in life. When saying that I think ‘why am I with him?’ Thankfully he’s a nice guy and has a life. Just doesn’t know of life.
I said I’ll find something in the house or have a snack. He replied to his mum, I don’t know what.
He then made a statement that he needed things from the supermarket. His way of asking apparently. So, I picked up some pasta and sauce as I wasn’t that hungry. My dinner sorted. Once at his and his mum home. She asked me what we were having for dinner. “I thought you were getting steak for him?”
“I thought you were getting steak for him?” I said.
“That’s not what he replied,” she said.
His mum showed me the text he’d sent; ‘it’s OK, thank you, we’ll sort ourselves out’. But didn’t tell me this.
I didn’t say anything to him at first. Thankfully his mum had brought steak anyways and some extra salmon so I could have some. Pasta and sauce can wait for another day.
Once the film we were watching finished; A Girl on the Train. A one time watcher. I asked him why he didn’t tell me what he’d said to his mum.
“I forgot. I was pissed off with my manager”. His own fault by the way.
So I told him he needed to remember and tell me these things straight away. That I feel disconnected from us because we are not communicating. Things need to change.
So, we’ll see if they’ll change.