Nearly two weeks ago K fractured my rib. Tonight, because certain movements hurt and he offered, he was making dinner. (Boxed risotto, sauteed mushrooms and asparagus on the side.) He asked me what to do because he put thought he put garlic in the asparagus too soon and it burned. I said he could rinse off the asparagus in the sink.
He... I'm not sure what exactly he said... put the hot pan, with asparagus in it, into the trashcan. ( He did a similar thing about a week ago.) I asked him why and told him to get it out because the heat could melt the plastic. He yelled at me. I don't remember what he said. All I know is that he blamed his actions on me.
He started putting me down and saying he was yelling/angry because I did it first. It was like he was saying that he hadn't lost his cool and thrown a hot pan of food in the garbage because he burnt the garlic.
I just don't know how to deal with such an immature person anymore. I need to be able to talk things through. I don't need drama. I NEED to talk things through and understand. It's been so many years.
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