Freedom...yeah, right.
MOTHERFUCKER!
Over the dumbest shit. The littlest things. I tell him I'm pissed off because I DON'T want the problem to grow bigger! And what does he do? After years of encouraging me to speak my mind, to let him know when I hurt...he gets angry that I'm angry over something so small. As insignificant as dinner. If it wasn't such a big deal, why in the hell did he keep asking me what and when we'd be having dinner?
He was playing WoW. I was still trying to meet the most basic of human necessities. Not only my own, but Alice's. And he expects me to cater to him so that he can keep on having fun? Because it's so fucking hard to stop playing and to make his own dinner. He doesn't see how hard it is to take care of Alice and still try to do something-ANYTHING-for myself. She is 14 months old! How could it be that after 14 fucking months of witnessing this shit that he still doesn't get it?!
He drove off. Didn't say goodbye, didn't tell me where he was going. Just left...I assume to get something to eat. I don't know, don't care. I told him he needs to get his priorities straight. If anything, he should have been asking if he could make me dinner. Fucking shit.
Over the dumbest shit. The littlest things. I tell him I'm pissed off because I DON'T want the problem to grow bigger! And what does he do? After years of encouraging me to speak my mind, to let him know when I hurt...he gets angry that I'm angry over something so small. As insignificant as dinner. If it wasn't such a big deal, why in the hell did he keep asking me what and when we'd be having dinner?
He was playing WoW. I was still trying to meet the most basic of human necessities. Not only my own, but Alice's. And he expects me to cater to him so that he can keep on having fun? Because it's so fucking hard to stop playing and to make his own dinner. He doesn't see how hard it is to take care of Alice and still try to do something-ANYTHING-for myself. She is 14 months old! How could it be that after 14 fucking months of witnessing this shit that he still doesn't get it?!
He drove off. Didn't say goodbye, didn't tell me where he was going. Just left...I assume to get something to eat. I don't know, don't care. I told him he needs to get his priorities straight. If anything, he should have been asking if he could make me dinner. Fucking shit.