in the days when you were hopelessly poor, i just liked you more.

Aug 08, 2007 04:10

We fight constantly about the importance of money and material objects. He actually mused the other day that I "long to be upper class." Although who wouldn't like to have a little more money, I certainly do not want to be considered part of any CLASS, what the fuck are we re instating caste systems? I know this is a blatant jealous reaction on his part to the fact that I've got two personally funded, relatively inexpensive, out-dated Mac computers- and some well chosen thrift store pieces? That I get paid twelve dollars/hr instead of his eight? That I'll be able to afford the house before he can? Or is it that I can buy that dress downtown? because I want one piece of fabric at a time, it's a tropical rain forest in Philadelphia right now.

Most of the time these outbursts originate as reactions to some deluded idea that I am reprimanding him. They come suddenly and usually have absolutely no relevance to the argument. After the daily "you think YOUR day was long", "you think YOU'RE tired?" I know it is common for a person to feel threatened and use insults to invoke the same anger or emotion they're currently feeling.. I suppose this is what he's doing, because if it's not, he's fucking insane. I have to laugh most of the time because he will argue until he's verbally worked out some justification, even while negating most of it on the way.

I'm ranting, it's silly. every one in this world is fucking silly.
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