Tuesday, October 2, 2007
October 2
Well, he didn't come home drunk, but he did come home with a six pack. I don't feel quite so strongly about the big D as I did before, but I wish that he could open his mind a bit. Start not to take everything anyone says as a personal attack. I've honestly never met someone so defensive in my life. I'm not sure why he's so paranoid. I mean that in the true sense of the word, as in, he thinks everyone is out to get him. Not to the point of being schizophrenic, but he takes everything so very personally. You can't tell him anything, not even your own feelings, without him getting defensive. It can be exhausting. Talking to him is like talking to a brick wall. You say the same thing over and over and you never get any closer to him understanding it. He refuses to even try to see anyone else's perspective. Oh my, what am I going to do?
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