It’s as if the universe gave me this “relationship” just to show me what a passive-aggressive asshole I can be, like I’m supposed to see everything I hate about myself.
Um… The more you know…?
I’m not this time, he is. But it’s irritating and flummoxing.
This is why, though I’m looking for *some* commonality, I really can’t date someone who’s JUST like me, personality-wise. Because I can be kind of a dick.