He says he’s tired today, and work was “bleh”. Of course, he works hard-and full time, this is normal.
He barely talks to me all day…. Not even “how was your day?” (That’s okay because I just told him anyways). And on two occasions when he does, it’s unnecessarily hostile. But that’s whatever, not a big deal.
He doesn’t kiss me. At all. Not once.When it’s time for bed, he has one arm over me, and when I come back from the bathroom and rub his shoulder to get under his arm again, he’s already asleep.
I pause, roll away and face the wall. The day is over.
No “I love you,” no “goodnight bae.”