He puts his head down as I talk
He never responds when I ask questions
Obviously, my questions hurt him
His soul is a one celled organism
Speaking to no one
hearing only attack,
slight, and complaints.
I want to know because
I don’t understand.
I do not want or
intend to hurt him.
Getting to know him makes
him squirm far far away.
Why live with someone who can
barely stand to be in the room with you?
Where his intent is for me to leave
and stop talking to him.
He has set up the dysfunctional mommy child
roles in our relationship, I fell right into place
where I’m the mommy he gets to resent,
so he gets to be the passive aggressive child
I become angry because I realize he is listening
to the television down the hall rather than listening to me.
I tell him he has to deal with his
past mommy issues, because I didn’t give birth
to him. I didn’t do that stuff to him.
I wasn’t there. I can’t make him do anything.
I have too many children already.
I’m tired of being the adult in the house.
I’m stupid and my telepathy thingie is broken
Someone explain the male brain to me
Could you send me a letter to explain it to me
I would appreciate it.
I once had a boyfriend who took the same classes I took,
because, “If you took them, them must have been good classes,” he said.
I asked him one day, why take classes you have no interest in, or that you’re not good at? He said, he didn’t know what he was good at.
Help me out here.
Are we not all trapped in out heads.
Does the male head have crickets and
pictures of sex that cause erections rather
than neural activity every five minutes.
Why are all my boyfriends unable to communicate?
Why have I selected immature partner number 51?
What is wrong with me that I can’t find a fun, intelligent guy who doesn’t want to control me who
wants to be able to read to his daughter?