My shock continues...
O and I had a discussion over the weekend: I thought he was wrong and feared telling him because I didn't want to fight. He asked me to please always share my thoughts and feelings with him. He hurt my feelings and wanted me to tell him when I thought he was wrong.
It's hard to get past old habits like never talking about bad things... never stirring up the waters. O lets me know in untold ways that he wants to further our communication. Sigh. It's good.
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