(GT) I Really Hate This
So as we make our way to deal with DM's fuck up in Virginia, it has just now become apparent to me (as we pull off on an exit with no discernable signs for a Sheets, because he wants to stop at Sheets to pee and get coffee, and as I ask "Guessing this is a familiar exit?" he informs me this is where he usually calls me from, so a) oh that must be the hotel where they stay next door, goodie and b) has to stop early, can't even actually call me from the parking lot when he gets there? Nice) that he has been hitting all his usual stops along the way and I am still really not fucking okay with his trips one little bit.
Not
One
Little
Bit
Because I paid for them. When we couldnt afford camp, when we couldnt afford to do shit, HE threatened me when I tiptoed around the fact he might have to think about how he was going to afford thess trips without a goddammed job.
At least last year this drive involved seeing friends and our favorite band. This time it is just a 6 1/2 hour slog to deal with his stupid, and then another 6 1/2 hour slog back. With him being all nostalgic for his girlfriend, while I just get reminded how often he has made this trip without me. "This is the bridge where the Corolla passed 200,000 miles!" (Inside my head, 'cause gods help me if I said it out loud "Without me in it. Not a good memory, son.")
Seriously considering getting back into the SCA. If for no other reason, I gave it up because he wasnt interested, and I wasnt interested in doing anything without him. Never even OCCURRED to me to go off somewhere without him.
Yeah, FUCK that noise.
Not
One
Little
Bit
Because I paid for them. When we couldnt afford camp, when we couldnt afford to do shit, HE threatened me when I tiptoed around the fact he might have to think about how he was going to afford thess trips without a goddammed job.
At least last year this drive involved seeing friends and our favorite band. This time it is just a 6 1/2 hour slog to deal with his stupid, and then another 6 1/2 hour slog back. With him being all nostalgic for his girlfriend, while I just get reminded how often he has made this trip without me. "This is the bridge where the Corolla passed 200,000 miles!" (Inside my head, 'cause gods help me if I said it out loud "Without me in it. Not a good memory, son.")
Seriously considering getting back into the SCA. If for no other reason, I gave it up because he wasnt interested, and I wasnt interested in doing anything without him. Never even OCCURRED to me to go off somewhere without him.
Yeah, FUCK that noise.