So…I might’ve just had my first psuedo-walk of shame. I say psuedo because it isn’t truly a walk of shame, but it’s as close as I’ve ever been. Question that I ask you all, is would you do the same as what I did?
Picture if you will…your significant other asks if you’ll spend the night. This isn’t abnormal and it’s happened before. You have nothing to do the next day so you figure it’ll be just fine. When you actually lay down, you have trouble getting comfortable. Then, your chest which has already been hurting for the past week hurts no matter which direction you turn in. S.O. is being kind of a blanket hog, but there isn’t another one that you can easily see that you can use instead. Tossing and turning…still not asleep. Then…S.O. almost rolls on top of you, but you squeeze yourself off the bed really quick so you’ll be safe. Then…there’s hardly any room for you. You realize it’s been an hour and a half since you laid down and you still aren’t asleep. Doesn’t look like sleep is coming any time soon and you kind of want to sleep in your own bed. (Did I mention you happen to live across the neighborhood?) So…you put your shoes on, grab your stuff, text your S.O. that you left to go home, and…kinda slip out of the house.
To be honest, I feel kind of horrible about it. I’m afraid that he’ll be mad at me…but I’m not upset with him at all. I just really wanted to sleep and it didn’t look like I was going to be able to if I stayed there.
If you were in my shoes, what would you have done? Am I wrong for leaving?