So yesterday I was craving tacos el Gordo and asked my husband if we could please go. So, naturally when we got there we found a very long line. After standing there for 30min. Waiting I ended up getting nauseated by the smell and did not want the tacos at all anymore. I told my husband, who was really hungry after getting off of work, and he said "ok, where do you want to go then?" Once in the car he kept asking me what I wanted, for some reason I felt sad I didn't want the tacos anymore, felt bad starving my husband more, and felt frustrated with the decision of what I wanted. My husband kept insisting with the question and soo I burst into 😭. "Why are you crying he asked?" Giggling. "I don't know I said." Well that was my burst outburst, I also ended up calling him a bully because I felt he was attacking me with the question...I'm a hot mess