It hasn't been an instant thing to be honest, its been coming for a while but I think I've actually made my mind up that DP is not right for me after all.
It kind of started whilst we were in cinema last saturday night, a bloke who was either drunk or high kept getting up from his seat and leaving the room, each time stumbling past me and DP and walking behind us (we were sat at the back). DP later said "they were really bothering me". I said "I know, I feel so uncomfortable when people are stumbling around behind me" and he replied "yeah I know, I was getting ready to have a go ... if he'd touched me at all".
Absolutely no mention of his concern for me. just for himself.
It's always like this with him though. He'll leave me standing in the freezing cold and rain waiting for a bus when he could easily take me to work in the car but he never thinks to offer.
I talk to him and he completely ignores me, changes the subject or simply doesn't listen to me.
He's boring, can't hold a conversation and certainly won't start one. I tried to start a discussion with him the other night about freud and his theory on people saying what they really think and he replied with "oh, I don't know" and that was it.
Last night he came to bed, his balls hanging out of his boxers and a while ago I wouldv'e found it funny. Last night it was annoyed me and made me feel a bit digusted with him. Can't even be arsed to dress himself properly.
So am I a superficial bitch then or do I have reason for feeling like this??
(am regular but name-changed incase he snoops)