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I woke up this morning after a rather frustrating evening and sleepless night feeling refreshed and oddly awake. I reluctantly left a warm Hubert in bed this morning and rummaged my way through the apartment getting dressed and drinking lots of orange juice. I'm currently at work, where all is quiet because people are still yawning into their coffee mugs and eating danishes that were brought by the secretary.
I guess this next paragraph should explain why exactly my evening last night was frustrating. I have learned that my loved one does not trust me. I'm talking about the fact that he doesn't trust me at all in anything that I say. I could tell him anything from the grass is green to the price of a pizza at pizza hut and he wouldn't believe -or- he would say he believes me and then go take a look for himself, which in my books means he doesn't trust my what I say. Am I making sense?
This really irritates me because I can't think of one single good reason as to why he should feel the way he does. I'm an intelligent person. I consider myself to be pretty knowledgeable about things. And yet, I'm always second guessing myself because Hubert is always second guessing me. It drives me crazy. I don't like second guessing myself.
So what do I do? Do I just ignore it? Do I just accept it? Or do I try and convince him of my intelligence and that I am believable?
I think I need a vacation.
I guess this next paragraph should explain why exactly my evening last night was frustrating. I have learned that my loved one does not trust me. I'm talking about the fact that he doesn't trust me at all in anything that I say. I could tell him anything from the grass is green to the price of a pizza at pizza hut and he wouldn't believe -or- he would say he believes me and then go take a look for himself, which in my books means he doesn't trust my what I say. Am I making sense?
This really irritates me because I can't think of one single good reason as to why he should feel the way he does. I'm an intelligent person. I consider myself to be pretty knowledgeable about things. And yet, I'm always second guessing myself because Hubert is always second guessing me. It drives me crazy. I don't like second guessing myself.
So what do I do? Do I just ignore it? Do I just accept it? Or do I try and convince him of my intelligence and that I am believable?
I think I need a vacation.