There are no triggers. I don’t get upset. Just stay within whatever boundaries we establish and you don’t have worry about getting smacked
I hesitated when my ex wanted to roleplay and the pimp’s ho deserved a backhand. Pops told me walking away hurts them worse and he was right. I’ve had to jump from second story balcony to walk away, well limp away like a man. Tell them you gonna leave, but grab your keys and have an exit plan. Peel off in your car all suicidal so she can call concerned, finish your *******, let it ring. Second call gets an answer, if she calls once call her back in like 30 min, like you been too busy going crazy and just saw her call. She’ll be glad to talk you down from the ledge, no matter who is at fault, give her a win for being concerned.
You not gonna get an apology or admission of guilt, ever. Just brood and say you’re coming back home later. Their apology is usually food, if you’re smart you had some of the talk at the bar, so this is the reconcillation. Cooler heads prevailed, you still look manly and unstable, “girl he crazy” man kinda sexy. Upset, quiet, brooding, in need of nurturing, women’s krypyonite. Keep that same energy in bed, cuz that’s who she wants to fuck.
Her friends gonna hate her when she tells them its your fault, she never seen you like that and then the ending that makes them envy her cuz women and bask in losing another argument but taking a w nonetheless. Let big man woman beater spend the night in jail while her friends pick apart the relationship. Let him hit a guard and lose a few teeth, “You can bond out but your teeth gonna stay here” Real quote courtesy of Texas law enforcement. Seems like the one that makes her friends hate her is the bigger man.