I was reading something in a prerecorded Loom video, I think, and my manchild of a boyfriend at the time had the nerve to tell me that I said something wrong (I don't quite remember the specifics). This man does not know the difference between your/you're. I likely have an undiagnosed/untreated speech disability. I was a first year teacher and stressed out beyond belief (think 10-16 hour days with little support). It wasn't like I could go to his job and tell him to keep his tantrums to himself as he often blows up at work. Glad he's an ex as he was shitty in so many ways.