He does it to me sometimes. Or should I say, I allow him to do it? Is it about being made to feel small or is it more about being rejected? He wanted to read and I wanted to talk. It was that simple. No one was wrong. Except that he was, what I felt to be, unpleasant about it. It’s his manner sometimes. Imperious, irritated, short. I withdraw, go quiet and he pokes at me as a result. It’s just bickering. That’s all. Nothing in the whole scheme of this but it makes for a bitter taste.
