Do you have a memory with your significant other – boyfriend, girlfriend – where you fought over something so insignificant and ridiculous, but still enough to make you seething mad that you sat there wanting to kill them? Or maybe you were thinking to yourself, “This is it, this will be the reason I dump his ass.” But its not what you think, I’m not talking about real relationship issues (at least I’m hoping this isn’t one for you). I’m talking about the reasons that are completely unrelated to your relationship. I’m talking, the issues that make you want to die inside, like when he leaves the toilet seat up. Completely inconsequential, but in the heat of that moment you basically have decided you want to stab them but still love them at the same time.
For me, these sorts of instances only became notable after my boyfriend and I had been together for sometime, because you know the beginning is all sunshine and rainbows and then you really see their true colors when you’ve been in it for longer than a year. It’s the sort of feeling that’s like I love you but I really f*cking hate you right now too.
So I don’t sound like a crazy person, I came up with a list of scenarios that are definitely relatable and you’ll totally agree with me:
Maybe the two of us are just overly competitive and need to get a grip and remember its a board game, but ] playing board games with him makes me want to kick puppies. Monopoly, Trouble, Jenga, you name it, it always ends in a heated argument and over analysis of the rule book. When one of us is winning, the other one is vicious to catch up. Rules get nitpicked and overanalyzed. The game usually ends with one us quitting halfway through because we can’t take it anymore and we retreat to our separate rooms and refuse to speak of the game until the next time we stupidly agree to play, thinking it will end well.
Picking A Restaurant
This is usually how this scenario plays out:
One of us suggests we go out to dinner, the other agrees.
One of us asks the other, “where should we go?”, the other replies: “I don’t know.”
*lists four restaurants*, “No I don’t want to go to any of those.”
“Okay then you pick.” *responds to previous text with “idk.”
*proceeds to poke eyeball out because that is less painful than this conversation and ends up going somewhere by my god damn self (not really but I want too)*
My boyfriend is pretty athletic, he’s played multiple sports throughout his life and still plays a game of basketball or baseball now and again. So you would think when he takes off his shirt or shorts and tosses them into the hamper, his aim is pretty good so they’d land where they’re supposed too, right? WRONG. SO SO WRONG. What’s miraculous about this whole scenario is that most of the time, the hamper is empty and his clothes lay around it in a circle, they just can’t make it into the actual hamper. Somehow this situation doesn’t make sense to me. It’s a very simple task, but it somehow never fails that they end up everywhere and anywhere else on the floor in his room except the one place they’re supposed too.
Picking A Movie
I feel like this is a common issue for couples, he wants to watch some action, thriller, she wants to watch a drama or a rom com. The whole process of picking a movie ends up taking longer than the time it takes to watch the movie itself and by the time you actually pick one you’re so annoyed with the other person that you’d rather do anything else than watch a movie with them. Especially when he ends up winning the argument for a movie and its a comedy and you’re trying not to laugh because yes its quite a funny movie, but no I’m still mad at you and refuse to give you that satisfaction.