I have a question for you. We had an argument BF and I a couple of days ago and I was extremly pissed off. As for him I don’t think he realised exactly what he did, and obviously still doesn’t as you can see from what he sent me this morning. I made some changes to the question to give you MY version of the story but the 5 propositions are from him:
If BF eats the last of the bread – and when I say the “last” of the bread I mean there was 3/4 of the baguette left… – and when I wake up in the morning I have nothing for breakfast, should I:
(a) dump him.
(b) have a big fight.
(c) send a strongly worded email to him explaining your concerns.
(d) laugh it off, and say, ‘ah those men, they will eat anything’ .
(e) go on hunger strike and only have a glass of orange juice all day.
Can you guess how I actually reacted? I’m going to help you, it’s a mixed between two answers.
And before anybody starts judging me, I am giving you more details. I have nothing against the fact that he has some bread. On the contrary, especially when it’s good bread. But I mean, come on, 3/4 of the baguette, he didn’t even leave me a tiny piece.
That’s what I was protesting for, his complete unconcern of my needs!
Nah! And maybe it’s a woman stuff but there are things I know he cares about and I respect them even if I, personnally, have no interest whatsoever for it. That was what the quarrel was about and nothing else.
So when he answered back saying, “oh, blablah, I’m sorry, I will never have some of YOUR bread ever again“, I wanted to scream: That’s not the f….ing point!!!” – I know, very vulgar, I say “fuck” a lot when I’m mad!! – and I was even angrier…
So the answer(s) is/are:
a) No! I didn’t dump him, I’m not that big a psycho..
b) No! I didn’t technically have a big fight…
c) Yes! I did send a “strongly worded” email (his words; it actually means I called him names and said “fuck” a lot of times, every two or three words basically)
d) “Laugh it off”.. Are you joking???No, no, no, I’m not in a laughing mood when I wake up and I’m hungry 
e) I didn’t technically go on a hunger strike, it’s a bit exagerated I just happened not to have got food yet when he called me later in the afternoon.
Here we are, that’s my side of the story. Some might call me a psycho, what can I say: freedom of thinking after all, and others – Mum?!? please tell them you understand me… – might understand my point of view.
Seriously, men…! It’s tough job to live with them 
even if i’m not your mum, i entirely understand you, maybe because we have the same mother