So today, Tim and I went over to my Mom's house to go swimming. It was all fine for a while. Then I wanted to play with him. Now I admit, I was a little aggravating, but still. Long story short, he didn't want to play anymore. But I didn't know he was being serious, after all, he's always acting like he doesn't want to play. So I made him mad.
The worst part was, there was no argument or anything. We just spent the drive back in silence. Well, by that point it had made me mad, because I didn't intend for him to be upset. When we got home, he tried to make casual conversation like nothing ever happened, but I wasn't buying into it. So, he went and fell asleep on the bed, alone. And that's where he is right now.
I know I shouldn't let this upset me. He even told me that he was in a bad mood. But I just can't help but to feel a mixture of guilt, disappointment, and aggravation. Perhaps I'll be over this by the time that he wakes up.
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