I -- admittedly our work schedules don't mesh (and there was a year where uh we didn't so much see each other for days at a time yeah), but I don't think we've ever fought, or even bickered that much.

I mean, sometimes I want to fucking throttle him, but generally speaking that's not actually something that is a fight. Like, one of the things that causes that, is that how he handles frustration with technology drives me right up the fucking wall. There's not really any changing that on either end, seriously, so I just remove myself until he finishes fighting with it. Like -- if I don't, we will fight? Over something stupid and not actually important.

So you know, like motherfucking adult, I know this and remove myself until we can both be sane again.

I always have wondered if maybe we're doing something wrong, if like. We're burying stuff or something and some day this will all blow up in our faces. But it never feels like that, to me anyway?

Which, I mean, my parents did fight sometimes. My parents and I also fought (usually me and my mom). It didn't always resolve all that well either, in the sense of resolving the issue? But I did learn conflict is not the end of the world, and it doesn't mean they don't love you anymore so. I don't think that I'm afraid of fighting with him? I just mostly don't need to.

Also I honest to god cannot even imagine fighting or even bickering that many times a day even if we spent all day every day together. What.