When I came home I noticed a handwritten note from H on the counter. At first I freaked out because I thought it was about ML (I know, I'm not detached enough if I let it affect me), but then I saw it was about a small handmade plate a friend made me, which he accidentally dropped and broke. The note said sorry and that he had superglued it back together.
About a year ago, he dropped a potholder which had a lot of meaning for me as it was a present. I freaked out completely, was shouting at him and he still brings it up to this day. I let my anger get the better of me and I shouldn't have. But on his part (and what infuriated me so much) was he didn't apologise, he didn't offer to fix it (he just threw it out) and he said he'd buy me a replacement but he never did.
Today, I was calm. I don't know how much of it is down to the fact that a broken plate pales in comparison to our broken M, but I thought "this is only a plate, even though it means a lot to me."
And I appreciated that he was trying to glue it back together, so instead of getting angry, I decided to just thank him for fixing it.
So, this is a small thing but this morning H apologised to me again the plate, and I honestly didn't feel angry. Really proud of myself for the 180, and it totally changed the way we interacted.
H: I'm so sorry about the plate. Me: It's ok, I know it was an accident. H: I know it was special to you, I'm sorry I broke it. I looked up the best way to piece it back together and the internet said epoxy or superglue, so I went up the shops and got this superglue. It should be ok. Me: Thanks for fixing it. H: It's ok, I know it had a lot of meaning for you. Sorry. Me: It's ok, you didn't mean to. Thanks for gluing it. (Then he hugged me) H: Thanks so much for being understanding.
Me 28 / H 28 M 1 / T 2.5 BOMB 12-3-14 "I don't feel like myself any more" Still living together, separate rooms.
