May 28th 2021
I have done everything he’s asked of me.
No matter how small or trivial. Every task, every favor, I have done them all without complaint.
So why does that continue to get me the cold shoulder?
I have even been pushing myself through his demands about sex without voicing what I want.
I let him touch me when all I want is to be left alone.
I don’t ask questions anymore about where he’s going or who he’s talking to.
So what did I do wrong this time? Why am I being punished again?
I’m never told what exactly it is that I do, just that I do it, and he can’t be around it.
Dealing with me isn’t good for his mental health, or his overall well-being.
I never asked him to put up with me. I’ve asked him time and time again to please leave if this isn’t what he wanted.
He never does, though. He goes for days without speaking to me over the slightest issues.
I had borrowed his truck last week; everything went fine.
I had just needed to pick up a new mattress.
The next day, he texted me asking me what I did to fuck it up because the clutch was stripped.
I know how to drive a manual now. I had forced myself to learn after his failed attempts at teaching me.
Luckily, Michelle had the patience to teach me one day. So I know I didn’t strip his clutch.
The truck was a piece of junk, though you couldn’t tell him that.
It was old, rusted through in some spots, and needed work he just didn’t have time to do.
I’d bet that’s why he’s ignoring me now.
I don’t know how much more of this I can take.
Maybe with luck, the stupid truck's brakes will give out, and I won't have to worry about how to deal with it anymore. He doesn’t wear his seatbelt anyway.
It would be such a shame if that happened…