Relationship
I’m not being selfish. I’m really not.
Matt is upset with me because of the past week’s events. We haven’t really spoken much since Thursday because whenever he calls me, I have completely passed out. I am tired. I can’t stay up late anymore save for random occasions; my body just won’t let me.
He calls me in the middle of my class last night after I’ve tried calling him three or four times. I don’t answer, and then he leaves a voicemail to the extent of: “You never answer the phone when I call anymore, and when you do, you don’t even want to talk to me.” So I leave class early and call him back, and we get into an argument about my new friends and how I’ve been staying out every night. Last night I had plans to hang out with two really close friends that I haven’t seen since December. We have a few drinks and make delicious food and are having a really good time when I notice I’ve missed three calls from Matt and another voicemail. I cut off my fun in the middle of everything, apologize, and leave. Then when I call Matt back, he’s waiting for his best friend to buzz up to the apartment and can’t stay on the phone. He calls me back apparently at around 2 am, hours after I’ve gone to bed, and I’m assuming not a whole lot was said because I don’t remember any of the 2 minute conversation.
I can’t even say what I feel because I’m pretty sure it would imply I regret getting married. And I don’t. I’m just so frustrated right now and I’m tired of making all of the sacrifices and getting very little in return.
