And this evening I’m reminded why I want to leave!
DP borrowed my car (again!) and massively inconvenienced me (again!) as he often does when taking my car. It’s caused so many arguments.
Today I needed to go food shopping after work. He had an appointment though. It clashed. I said oh right, but I need to go shopping. Now is the first chance I’ve had all day. He said he really needed it and he’d get what I needed from the shop on his way back. Whole thing should have taken about an hour and a quarter. Plenty of time to be back with the food I needed to make dinner for my children who are always starving! He knows I don’t want to be feeding them at 8pm. It’s too late. We have had this convo many times. He is too disorganised when it comes to feeding his kids. They often eat at 9pm! He can do it if he wants. But I prefer to feed my kids at 6:30 thereabouts. He is well aware of this.
He does his usual disappearing in my car act though. Is gone for 2 hours and no sign of him. It’s 6pm. Kids are hungry. I look on find my phone and he’s in the pub! I message to ask if he is going to be home soon. Kids are hungry etc, he’s already been 2 hours…. He ignores my message.
Eventually gets home another 40 mins later. I am clearly annoyed. He starts aggressively demanding what what..?! I said well I’ve been waiting. I needed to start dinner. You’ve been ages.
But he frequently has emotional dysregulation when I express annoyance with him, so he starts shouting and telling me he’s spent £70 on my shopping (a lie. It was £40) and I’m so fucking ungrateful. I’m manipulative. (All in front of my son).
I say but I didn’t ask you to do that shopping. I wanted to do it myself at 4pm but once again you wanted to borrow my car. I would have been home from the shops before 5pm if I’d gone myself and could have got on with dinner. I had to wait for an extra hour and 40 mins for you to come home with the food before I could start cooking. You ignored my message. I’m not happy!
He lies and says it was bad traffic! I say oh so you weren’t in the pub then????
He says well yes but only for half an hour. Another lie. (Who said autistic people don’t lie?!! He lies all the time. And so does his autistic son! They’re not even very convincing) He was actually an hour in the pub, (I could see his location. I know when he was there) while I was sat at home waiting to start cooking with hungry kids asking when dinner would be.
But instead of sorry, or admitting he went to the pub for an hour, in my car, he tried to lie his way out of it, then when caught out he tried to downplay it with more lies, then blames the traffic. He is always late when he borrows my car, always inconveniences me, always shouts and blames someone or something else. It’s not HIS fault he spent an hour in the pub after his appointment and left me waiting. Of course it can’t be his fault. Not ever.
So he shouts that it was the traffic. That I am ungrateful. That he’s done me a favour and why aren’t I fucking thanking him?!
Calmly I say well why aren’t you thanking me? For borrowing my car. Again. When I needed it. I didn’t ask you to do the shopping. You offered. I would much rather have done it myself but you took my car so I couldn’t. Why don’t you thank me for lending it to you at my inconvenience? Why aren’t you saying you’re sorry for taking so long and leaving me without dinner for the kids? But all he could do was shout over me that he wasn’t interested in what I had to say.
I said that’s funny that you like to shout all about how unreasonable I am, how wronged you are, but as soon as I speak you just start shouting at me to fuck off or shut up. You really can’t handle a different point of view can you? Can’t even bring yourself to listen to it. You want your say. And that’s all that matters. No one else is allowed a say. You just shout at them until they stop talking.
He can’t take responsibility. He can’t handle me being annoyed. He can’t accept he has been unreasonable. Much like with “the boat” incident, he thinks he is justified in bellowing at me to fuck off multiple times. He can’t see his behaviour. He actually feels aggrieved. Such a victim. Such a martyr. So full of rage.
Well I can’t wait to get out now. I feel annoyed and calm at the same time. I’ve bought myself lovely new bedding and fluffy towels. In pink! Which he wouldn’t like. I don’t care. Tomorrow I will buy a pink kettle. Because I can! And he will be removed from my car insurance and I will never be inconvenience by him taking my car again. By the way I do know the issue is him, not the car. I am aware that removing him from the insurance doesn’t stop him from being a total asshole.
NB. In true DP fashion he tried to tell me the other week that he rarely uses my car (???!!) and when he does it’s only to run errands for me. Delusional narrative again. Probably believes this is true. Absolute bellend. Won’t miss these outbursts.
I think I might be really grown up and give him the silent treatment for a few days! Until I move out perhaps….