I am so incredibly tired of Boyfriend going out and getting drunk.
I do not drink, and he knows this...yet he still chooses to go out to his friends' houses on the weekends (who are all girls) and drink alcohol.
This leaves me at home, with nothing to do feeling really miserable. He doesn't take my feelings into account and he doesn't see how this affects me.
Drinking scares me. There's no other way to put it. It scares me and I hate it. When we met he told me he didn't drink...but now he goes out on a pretty frequent basis. It isn't illegal, he is 21, so I have no argument there other than it just makes me feel sick to think about him going out and getting drunk with a bunch of other girls. On occasion he hasn't even come back from the parties, but rather spent the night there.
He says he thinks that my attitude toward drinking is unhealthy, but I think his is.
This is the main thing we fight about.
He doesn't invite me to come, and the few times that he has and I tagged along, I felt so uncomfortable and sad and sick that I went into the bathroom and cried. After situations like these, he gets mad at me and tells me that if I'm not going to come and be happy, then I shouldn't come at all because it just makes him feel bad and doesn't let him have a good time.
So I stay home.
And get on YouTube. And Pinterest. And this blog.
I feel like no one shares my feelings and that instead of trying to see drinking from my perspective, Boyfriend automatically thinks that he is right and that I need to change my opinions. He has said on more than one occasion that he doesn't think he's doing anything wrong. That I should try drinking...has he ever thought that he should try NOT drinking?
He's out right now...with 7 other girls...getting drunk. He'll be back tonight around 2am, but "didn't want to promise anything in case [he] comes home later". Am I just supposed to wait up? Or go to bed by myself feeling depressed?
Also, I have asked for oral more than once this weekend and he always says he is too tired. But he expects me to give it to him. He promised me tonight...but guess where he is instead.
He wants me to drink with him, but that's against what I think is right. So I sit. And think about him totally plastered snuggling up to some other girl.