Went to meet my boyfriend (detour to my grandparents quickly) and nobody answered his door after three loud knocks, so I walked off round the block, and knocked again and he answered, then he and his dad were laughing at how weak my knocks were, which upset me a bit more (I was upset in the first place…), and then he kept trying to make little jokes, taking the mick and stuff, which just got me angry, and in the end, I went “Forget it, going to get food is too much trouble, I’m going home” and he pulled me back and I literally burst into tears, telling him that he’s making it worse for me.
We were okay after that, he brought me food because he knew he’d made me upset.
But we’re okay. I feel okay. Church made me feel good.
@3 months ago