What is a "little" something or habit your LGBTQ partner did that really emphasized just how little they cared?
Looking back on it....I am not a fan of a lot of facial hair. I can do neatly trimmed but short....but when it gets to the point where food gets stuck, or a guy constantly plays with it....Blah, not my thing.
After his first revelation about being "bi" he grew his facial hair out and I found it repulsive. It was not well kept, he constantly was twisting it around, getting food smushed into it, and just so off putting. I mentioned that I didn't find it super attractive and really liked it when it was shorter and more well kept. He would accuse me of not loving him the way he was and trying to change him. Or he would say that he never commented about my appearance and I could be a complete slob and he wouldn't care. He didn't understand why I didn't find this remotely comforting.
Then...he heard he MAY have to go to a work camp, where they are required to wear fitted respirators in the event of emergencies. He shaved everything off within the hour. It really hurt me and he didn't even notice. When I pointed out that he refused to do anything that I found attractive, and yet the moment work even hints at anything, he just snaps to attention....he was mad at me.
And that's when I found out, once again, just how little I mattered. For whatever reason, this has become the symbol of my marriage to me. Such a weird thing, and yet it just sums it up.