I don’t think that my boyfriend had OCD, but he sure does think that I’m a filthy pig. It hurts because there is a this double standard to what he can do versus what I can do. He also doesn’t care about me beyond buying dinner. He cleans the house because he thinks I do a bad job. He doesn’t eat my cooking because it’s not up to his standards. He complains about my soups because it doesn’t fit his taste buds.
I am this close to leaving this relationship behind. We have no intimacy and no concrete future plans.
I am tired of being treated like a glorified laundry person.
Oh, and I don’t cook because all I do is out them in a cooker and heat them up with seasoning.
I’m starting to see that this isn’t worth my time and effort.
