I've been struggling lately, just with myself - why have I been such a "goody two-shoes" all my life. Why do people take kindness for weakness, etc.
Anyway, xWH and I went to breakfast and were having a good conversation about my job, and a project I'm working on etc, when in the middle of the conversation he states that the waitress is either a witch or a 50 shades of grey submissive. Wait! What? So I said, what? He said the tattoo on her hand, it means she is a submissive or a dominant or a witch... At this point, I'm looking at him like WT absolute F?
We had just gotten our food and I immediately lost my appetite. So now he's like what? What's the matter? I'm trying to hold back tears so I just started to sip coffee. He's staring at me and at this point, I just want to leave the restaurant.
A bit of background, the slippery slope for him with xAP was it was a friendship that turned physical based on a supposed "dare" about her being a "dominant", and not being able to climax because blah, blah fucking blah, blah.
Anyway, we get home, I come in the bedroom and he comes in and asks if he's done something wrong, hasn't been paying me enough attention, etc. To be honest, he's really been trying very hard.
Thanks for reading.
eta: words for clarity