Slow to catch on

There is a stereotype that guys can only tell their girlfriends are sad if they are crying, and can only tell they are angry if they are refusing to have sex or throwing things. Josh is a little better than this. There is a great line from an old movie that's something like I want to meet the bitch who fucked you up.

The bitch who fucked Josh up was a jealous, drama-whore. And those are (two-thirds) Josh's words. From hearing stories Josh's friends have told, this is the type of thing he dealt with: she'd bug him to go to a party with her, he'd go, she'd leave him alone and run off to talk to other people, he'd find someone to talk with, and then she'd give him shit about who he talked to, and "punish" him by forcing him to re-hash it over and over.

When Josh and I first started going out, he was always worried I was angry at him about something, and I was always worried there was some rich-people faux pas I was committing. It took ... probably until after we moved in together for Josh to know whether or not I was angry without him having to ask me. A lot of his inquiries were met with, "Look at my face. Do I LOOK angry?" It drove me absolutely nuts that he couldn't tell. I can walk into a room and feel the emotions of the people in the room. Why can't he do that? But he can't.

The result of this is I often get a boy peering into my face from six inches away, and then walking away saying, "Just checking." It's kind of cute (in a little bit of a sad way). I'm proud of him for getting over the trauma of his ex-girlfriend though.