Parsley
Shiny_Rock
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- Aug 29, 2009
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Hey girlies
Need a quick vent!
This weekend, my boyfriend was really really worried about something, and when he gets worried, it''s a serious business. He gets into a vicious cycle of thoughts, barely speaks, can''t sleep, can''t eat, can''t concentrate.
So I spent my weekend doing everything I could to calm him and reassure him. I made a roast for us, on Sunday morning I went out to the shops to buy ingredients so we could spend the day baking (I suggested it, and he jumped at it), spent the day baking, washed up, offered to make him dinner (he couldn''t eat though) made him more hot drinks than I can remember, offered the world on a plate to him. During this time he was really sweet to more, far more than he ever is usually. He didn''t ever really thank me, but I though that he was just too worried to notice that I was running all over the place for him, and after today he''d at least acknowledge what I''d been doing.
This morning he goes off to sort this thing out, and after he left, I wrote him a note about how much I love him, that no matter what the world throws at him, me or us, I''ll stand by him, that he''s the love of my life and that I won''t let anything hurt him. I had to leave before he came back.
So awhile later I text him something boring bout getting a dr''s appt, which he misunderstands and rings me. By now everything has been sorted that he was worrying about, and I know he''s got home and seen the note. He didn''t say one word about it, or about the weekend. I think maybe he''s saving it to talk when I''m home...I dare hope that he''s written me one too. I get home, nothing, nothing from him either, I have to ask whether or not he got the note! He says yeah, and that he put it in his drawer.
Now that he''s not worried he''s gone straight back to his old self that can''t bear to show his love by being *NICE* to be, oh now, got to continue with his aggrivating habit of showing it to me by being mean and teasing me constantly. I know that this is genuinely his way of showing it, and it is joking, but I''ve told him again and again that I can''t take this being the only way he can say he loves me, that eventually it starts to grate.
I''m just so frustrated that I can do all this stuff without even the smallest thank you from him, that the mere thought of being even the slightest bit romantic doesn''t ever enter his conscious.
Any of you have completely and utterly unromantic bfs? What do you do?! How do you cope? I''ve tried so hard to forget how much I long for a little bit of romance and focus on how much I love him, but is it really so hard just to have a hug waiting for me when I get back? A cup of tea in the morning? A quick text to say thank you?

A very frustrated Parsley
xxxxx
Need a quick vent!
This weekend, my boyfriend was really really worried about something, and when he gets worried, it''s a serious business. He gets into a vicious cycle of thoughts, barely speaks, can''t sleep, can''t eat, can''t concentrate.
So I spent my weekend doing everything I could to calm him and reassure him. I made a roast for us, on Sunday morning I went out to the shops to buy ingredients so we could spend the day baking (I suggested it, and he jumped at it), spent the day baking, washed up, offered to make him dinner (he couldn''t eat though) made him more hot drinks than I can remember, offered the world on a plate to him. During this time he was really sweet to more, far more than he ever is usually. He didn''t ever really thank me, but I though that he was just too worried to notice that I was running all over the place for him, and after today he''d at least acknowledge what I''d been doing.
This morning he goes off to sort this thing out, and after he left, I wrote him a note about how much I love him, that no matter what the world throws at him, me or us, I''ll stand by him, that he''s the love of my life and that I won''t let anything hurt him. I had to leave before he came back.
So awhile later I text him something boring bout getting a dr''s appt, which he misunderstands and rings me. By now everything has been sorted that he was worrying about, and I know he''s got home and seen the note. He didn''t say one word about it, or about the weekend. I think maybe he''s saving it to talk when I''m home...I dare hope that he''s written me one too. I get home, nothing, nothing from him either, I have to ask whether or not he got the note! He says yeah, and that he put it in his drawer.

Now that he''s not worried he''s gone straight back to his old self that can''t bear to show his love by being *NICE* to be, oh now, got to continue with his aggrivating habit of showing it to me by being mean and teasing me constantly. I know that this is genuinely his way of showing it, and it is joking, but I''ve told him again and again that I can''t take this being the only way he can say he loves me, that eventually it starts to grate.
I''m just so frustrated that I can do all this stuff without even the smallest thank you from him, that the mere thought of being even the slightest bit romantic doesn''t ever enter his conscious.
Any of you have completely and utterly unromantic bfs? What do you do?! How do you cope? I''ve tried so hard to forget how much I long for a little bit of romance and focus on how much I love him, but is it really so hard just to have a hug waiting for me when I get back? A cup of tea in the morning? A quick text to say thank you?
A very frustrated Parsley
xxxxx