HISHE- How it Should Have Ended

If you know me, you know I don't do lies. That's probably the fastest way to get on my dead-cold side: lie to me. Whether it's a passive lie of omission, "I forgot to tell you..." or an outright active lie of commission, "ABC happened," when actually XYZ happened.

So something happened..... And I'm not ok.

How it should have happened: July.

"Hey, honey. Got a question. I know you're not thrilled about that one Thing. But I've been thinking about it. I think I wanna do the Thing."

"Uh, ok."

"Are you mad about it?"

"More bothered, worried. But I'm glad you told me. Thank you."

How it ACTUALLY happened: January.

Professional: Did you do the Thing?

Me: *shake head, no.

Him: Yes.

Me: *thinks, "WHAT??!? HOW? WHEN?" *Initiate lowkey freak out, including: cold flash, vision darkens/narrows. Later, nearly in tears, thinking, "If he kept this from me, what else has he kept from me? What will he want/try to keep from me in the future??"

I'm not ok. I'm very VERY not ok.