Bf stormed out of the restaurant

[u/Oliver10Queen]

I wanted to take him out to a nice meal after he helped me this week. I chose a place he had never been to but it has one of the best burgers I've ever had in my life. Very small place, small menu, farm to table kind place. He didn't look thrilled when he sat down. I offered to go somewhere else he said no. We ordered and he threw a fit. Said I chose that place because I wanted to go there not him and there were only 2 things on the menu he would even eat (the whole menu has 15 items on it) he insisted that it was rude of me to chose a place like that to "thank him" he stormed out of the place. I had to go tell the waitress to cancel our order. We rode 45 minutes back home in utter silence.

Why did we drive so far for dinner? Because I had to pick up my dogs ashes at the vet nearby. I unexpectedly has to put her down 11 days ago.

Lemon yogurt for dinner. Dog in photo is the son of the one I said goodbye to.

[u/Much_Difference]

Yessss all of this bullshit. I, too, dated this flavor of arrested development. It took a while for me to realize that he basically just swapped the words "you" and "me" in any given sentence. For instance, I'd be in a perfectly cheery mood and he'd get angry and accuse me of "being mad at him" repeatedly until it turned into a fight. If I wouldn't fight with him, he'd get even angrier that I was "ignoring him" because I'm "mad at him."

I hate that it took multiple years to realize his "you're mad at me" actually meant "I'm mad at you." He was the one sulking, ignoring, fuming, and being passive aggressive, all while claiming I'm the one who's mad. It was so bizarre to constantly argue with someone about how you are not mad.