Red Flags

So, as we head out on a trip to lovely Sedona AZ.... I anticipate the best. Even though I know there is potential for disaster. Why?
1. Road trip from California to Texas.... in a mini cooper
2. Said trip is being taken with a man I know has a bit of a psychological disorder. Though I am not a doctor.
3. It is a helluva long way...

Amazingly, the 8 hours from SD to Sedona was uneventful...even nice.
But here we are on the first night ... after a round of golf, that was pretty wonderful..we head to the 19th hole for a drink and bite to eat.

At the table, I looked over at him and told him (in my regular voice..so I was not whispering) "you have a booger..you can get it when you get your napkin". That was the end of the good times. He told not to say that so loud. (I only said it loud enough for him to hear. Mind you, this is the same man who took off his pants while the bell person was in the room.)

He stopped talking to me altogether. We came back to the hotel and he slept for 3 hours. I went to meditation class to try to get some perspective..came back and asked him what he wanted to do this evening. He shrugged his shoulders. Do you want to watch a movie I asked... He shrugged his shoulders... So I told him that I can't be..like this with someone who can't talk to me.

So he proceeded to tell me how I am:

1.Ghetto
2. Lowbrow

I can't tell you how much that hurt my feelings. He said it an hour ago and I am still crying..I just can't stop. This is the man I am supposed to marry? Who thinks I am lowbrow??? That term is so mean...so judgmental and ..hurtful.. He tries to spin it with "I mean your behavior is lowbrow".. That is not better...

This relationship is doomed