Just Thoughts

I'm tired...LIterally tired.. like could fall asleep any minute.

He doesn't listen (typical human, I suppose) when I try to help, and when he fails at something, he kinda flips out. He was going to go for a walk (mumbled that like a typical man) but I thought I needed help with my homework. So he said he'd take off his coat and help me... He ended up cleaning a bit then mentioned selling a binder full of DVDs (no!).. I sighed and suddenly there was a thud, some yelling, and the punching of a wall followed by "That hurt!" I was like "Duh! Hit a pillow next time and it won't hurt so much." Found out he dropped the binder on his foot, which hurt. Then, out of frustration from everything, he punched the wall. The punching of the wall wasn't the thing that hurt.

Oh, the tension that followed as he cleaned while I did homework.

I told him he could go for a walk. He obviously needed it. Thankfully, cleaning helps him calm down, too. Turns out, I didn't need him for my homework after all.

He's tired of failing. I'm tired of him calling himself a failure for something he tried to do not working. At least he tried... well sort of...

OK.. he lied to me about that, too. Wait.. shouldn't put that on here since he's reading these... Yeah, he told me he's been reading the stuff I put on here. I think it's so he knows what I'm really feeling so he can try to improve, but it's still kind of an invasion of privacy. It's like an All Girls Club. It's ALL GIRLS for a reason.