Last Tuesday was what I would call a "horrible day" - I wrote a midterm that day for one of the hardest classes I have this semester, got into an argument with my boyfriend, and worst of all, got myself into a car accident.
Before you start worrying - yes, I'm alive, as you're reading this anyways, and no, nobody got hurt. It was literally a scratch on the person's car, nothing serious. But I did wish that a car had hit me hard enough for me to not survive the physical damages.
The argument got me really heated - I told him he was being ridiculous since he kept asking me for help on school work, which can be extremely frustrating when I have my own stressors. I also told him that sometimes, he unintentionally spoke to me in a rude manner, and I don't tolerate attitude from people. Not even my friends.
He didn't understand my side - he just kept stating that he'll never ask me for help again for school work if I was making such a big deal out of it, and that it seemed like I was holding grudges about the "little things".
I wasn't being over dramatic, nor was I really holding grudges; I was only being honest with how I had been feeling for the past few weeks, and while I may understand that it's one of the busiest times of the school year, it is certainly not appropriate nor fair for him to constantly push his stressors onto my shoulders.
Because where would my stressors go? I'd still have to carry them alone.
I was really annoyed, frustrated, and hurt that day - how hard is it to understand that other people have things to stress about, and that there are limits as to how much help you can ask from your girlfriend?
Before you start worrying - yes, I'm alive, as you're reading this anyways, and no, nobody got hurt. It was literally a scratch on the person's car, nothing serious. But I did wish that a car had hit me hard enough for me to not survive the physical damages.
The argument got me really heated - I told him he was being ridiculous since he kept asking me for help on school work, which can be extremely frustrating when I have my own stressors. I also told him that sometimes, he unintentionally spoke to me in a rude manner, and I don't tolerate attitude from people. Not even my friends.
He didn't understand my side - he just kept stating that he'll never ask me for help again for school work if I was making such a big deal out of it, and that it seemed like I was holding grudges about the "little things".
I wasn't being over dramatic, nor was I really holding grudges; I was only being honest with how I had been feeling for the past few weeks, and while I may understand that it's one of the busiest times of the school year, it is certainly not appropriate nor fair for him to constantly push his stressors onto my shoulders.
Because where would my stressors go? I'd still have to carry them alone.
I was really annoyed, frustrated, and hurt that day - how hard is it to understand that other people have things to stress about, and that there are limits as to how much help you can ask from your girlfriend?