I usually just think of it as a joke to myself. Like haha, my husband will get so annoyed because I move around a lot in my sleep. Lol, he's going to be so pissed at me never doing the dishes.
I always thought of it as just a funny thought until I thought about it realistically. My joke is basically me being in a relationship with someone who hates the weird things I do. What? Why do I joke about this? That is the last thing I want. I don't want to end up with someone who secretly hates me. I want someone who actually enjoys the weird things I do but I guess I'm scared that I won't find someone like that so I view it as the exact opposite and make it into my personal joke. I'm constantly saying that I feel sorry for whoever ends up with me but in reality, he'll be lucky to end up with me and I'll be lucky to end up with him. Obviously, I wouldn't be with someone if that isn't true yet I still worry about it all the time.
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