I made my daughter a birthday cake today, and as everyone was eating it, Ex groaned "Mmmmm..." and I couldn't stand it anymore and I mumbled, "It bugs me when you do that. I didn't make this for you." I couldn't stop it from coming out. It's gross, and sometimes it disgusts me. "It bugs me that it bugs you," he said, with good reason.
"Tough."
I'm glad I finally vocalized it, though it didn't help anything. Well, it helped me. I won't bother with the fine points. Tough.
