Sometimes it's the simplest things i really just can't manage. I mean really simple.
When he asks how my day was - i turn to one word answers - "fine, good" - and then try like heck to change the subject: get him to talk about his day, whatever is coming up we need to plan out, pretty much anything else.
I could say i have no idea why i can't answer properly - except that my reluctance to talk about specifics of my day is always accompanied by a bristly feeling inside and an unspoken, "why do you want to know?" This is true no matter if i've had a good day, a trying day, or a day that i felt like i failed at things all over the place.
I can say - i think i've always felt this way to some degree. And i don't know why i should be so defensive abotu such a simple thing.