He's such a people pleaser when it comes to his friends and family, so I always get the short end of the stick. Yesterday, 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave to go celebrate my birthday, his family is blowing up his phone so he can fix all their drama. His family constantly relies on him to help them out and fix all their problems, but are hardly ever there when he needs help. I have pointed this out to him multiple times, but he still isn't realizing it. So he was on the phone for half an hour, back and forth between different siblings, and we ended up being 45 minutes late to my birthday gathering. He is the youngest in his family, and yet all of his family's problems fall on him. I can't even begin to tell you how many times we have had to stop what we were doing, alter out plans, or even cancel our plans so he can tend to them.

Today is he going to a movie he knew I wanted to go see, with one of his friends. Even though I have told him multiple times how this upsets me. He keeps belittling my feelings and acts like I'm being completely ridiculous and unreasonable for wanting to be put first every once in a while (he does this every time I'm upset about anything).

I completely understand that family should be there for each other, but like I said, he's constantly helping them in every way, but hardly ever gets any help in return. If anyone in his family does help him, they always want something in return. I get that he needs time with his friends, that's fine. But I told him multiple times I wanted to see this movie, and he is still going to see it with his friends. He knows I don't have anyone else to go to the movies with and don't like going by myself. He told me I'll just have to wait for it to come to Redbox because he's seeing it with his friend. We also haven't even gone go the movies in months, we would usually go once or twice a month. So he has the chance to go to the movies and he chooses to go with friends instead of with his wife.

These are just a few of the many, many, examples. On top of that, yesterday when I got in his truck, I had my hands full of stuff and as soon as I open the door, trash falls out at me. I had to juggle what I was holding while picking up the trash. I go to get in and there are crumbled up chips in the seat. I'm trying to swipe them off, without any of his help of course, while it's freezing outside. I finally get in and a can of soda falls from the pile of trash on the floorboard and spills in my show. Now my foot is all wet and I go to pick it up, now my hand is all sticky. Understandably, I get extremely upset because he's just sitting there kind of laughing at the fact I'm struggling so much. I started yelling because I'm pissed at this point and tell him he needs to stop throwing all his trash in the passenger seat and in the floorboard. He knows I sit there at least a few days a week, so why can't he throw out his trash or come up with a better system. So I'm telling him how ridiculous it is that I have to deal with this every time I get in his truck and I'm sick of it. I shouldn't have to put up with that, especially when all he has to do is put his trash somewhere else. He said that I'm just going to have to get over it and deal with it every time, because he's not changing it. He said he thinks it's funny how upset I'm getting over a little trash.

I'm feeling so uncared for, disrespected, and so much more. I don't even know what to do at this point.

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