Please give me the strength to get through this week.
H is being WEIRD. Not necessarily mean, but WEIRD.
He does have a family member not doing well. I understand that. But things are still off beyond that. Not asking, and trying to not even make eye contact.
Tonight, he's off. It's my night with S, which I normally love, but I wonder if he has plans. I believe he's still in a phase where his ego is smarting and he wants to know that he meant something. EVERYONE knows he didn't mean NOTHING, but he definitely didn't mean too much. Is it odd that I feel sorry for him? I hate to feel sorry for anyone, esp. my H.
