I didn't get laid, I got in a fight. Uh huh...it ain't no big thing.
I was invited to a party. The people, probably over 40 of them, were super-cool and really sweet. It was comfortable, just calm enough. The hosts were amazing- I felt acknowledged the minute I walked in the door. It was pretty awesome.
My husband, however, looked like he was going to throw up the entire time.
Darth Vader, while extremely hot, and with a great presence, is on the spectrum (for those who know what I mean). He's brilliant, cunning, prepared...
but not with people.
And he married ME. lol. The EXACT opposite of that.
I am not brilliant. Test scores say I'm smarter than average, but I'm no Einstein (and yes, I know his issues too). I am interested in people, ideas. Therefore, I read.
BUT, I can walk into any room, anywhere, anytime, and get to know people. Maybe it's the ENFJ in me? lol. I've never had a problem with this. But it's because I know at SOME level, someone is going to have something in common with me. I just have to find that niche.
My husband does not hold those same views.
And that's OKAY!
What I'm not okay with is- not being like that, but having a doom-ish,' this is so bad for our marriage' attitude. I told him he sounded like Eeyore, and it pisses me off.
I MARRIED this guy. I CHOSE him. and I feel like him getting upset about this, is like not acknowledging the other 99% of our relationship!
How can you be SO upset about the ONE thing you CAN'T be, when your partner is telling you that it's OK, and you are EVERYTHING ELSE????
I'm rambling. But I'm upset. I'm upset because he's upset. I understand it- he knows my spark is reaching out to other people. His spark is math. science. making things work, in the best way possible.
and we both have great sparks!! Great sparks!!
I only brought him because he seemed to be happy and willing to go. I'm thinking now that he was just trying to be supportive. And that's awesome too! I was worried that he would be uncomfortable, and he was. I told him that it was a good thing- that I kind of knew how it would play out, and it happened exactly how I thought it would.
And I think I broke his heart. But I was trying to tell him that it was ok. That I expected it. Epic fail on my part.
This man is my world. I love him more than words can describe. And I feel awful.
But it was a really good party.