I have been sick the past week. I'm feeling better now, but I realize just how much my partner cannot be there for me and actually makes the bumps in the road of life even harder than they have to be. Here's just some of the things I've had to deal with this past week:
Not eating for 4 days because I was too sick to make food, literally could not stand up in the kitchen to prepare anything, because my "partner" refused to make me food or bring me anything.
Getting asked repeatedly when I was going to make him some of my famous meatballs because he was hungry. For 4 days. While I starved to death in the back bedroom.
Getting screamed at and threatened with being kicked out of our apartment because he's "sick of my sh*t" when I attempted to finally shower and make food after 4 days because I woke him up (he's nocturnal and sleeps in our living room so I can't do anything during normal waking hours usually).
After finally getting up enough energy to make him the goddamned meatballs, discover that all the cookware I need is dirty because he used it and didn't wash it. When I nicely mention (because I don't have the energy for a fight) that all the stuff I need is dirty, he goes on a rant about how I had left a bowl and a plate in the sink for a week. Yeah, a week when I was too sick to move and when I finally did have the energy got screamed at for waking him up which I suppose is my fault for not being nocturnal like he is.
I really had the urge this morning to go into the kitchen at 7:00 a.m. just after he got himself to sleep on the couch and wash that plate and bowl he was whining about. But I know the message would be lost on him. I would just get screamed at.