Oh god this seriously sounds like my ex.
When we met, he appeared to be social and outgoing- but as we started dating, I found we started going out less and less.
At first I put it down to the "nesting" period, and I was his first serious boy friend, but as they days turned into months- it became apparent that it was something more.
By the time we were living together- we stopped leaving the house completely. In all reality- I think we may have gone out about, five or six times in the entire three years that we were going out and when we did- he would get so drunk he would start disgracing himself and need to go home.
On Friday nights, he would say he was too tired to go out, on Saturday nights, he would say, he couldnt go out cos "Iron Chef" was on. On Sunday, he couldn't go out, cos the next day was Monday.
In the end, I started working out, that not only was he socially phobic, he was also really jealous of anybody else. If some guy spoke to me, or even asked to borrow a lighter, he would appear and hover right next to me.
Honestly- it was such a head fuck
It is no measure of health- to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
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