Reasons I Am Angry #1: Thanksgiving 2015 Edition
We were all sick, colds of varying degrees. So because of this my wife said I was in charge of thanksgiving food - no big deal short of a few things I'd prefer help with (I've been doing most cooking and cleaning for 2+ years now, but for the life of me I can't stomach the turkey guts). Yet for someone who was feeling like "shit" she sure seemed to be having a good day. All I heard when she was in the living room was laughter. Part of that is probably because starting the night before she polished off about 3/4 of a bottle of rum herself. The kicker is she even blamed her son for the level of the bottle at the beginning of the day. I'm about 95% certain she is lying to make it look like she hadn't drank as much.
For those who aren't in the know (or just anyone in LJ-land period). I'm prone to kidney stones. I had to strain my pee, even caught a couple, with the most recent incident. I had them in a "safe" and clearly visible place so I could take them to a doctor or lab in the future. Now they are missing. Seeing as I have to go through a fuckton of pain just to know when they are coming this was not happy news. Upon asking and expressing concern to my wife, she pretty much told me to stop. No sympathy whatsoever. This caused me to start shouting in response to simple questions as I was upset on many levels. Afterwards I was simply depressed... damn near like someone had died. My wife didn't seem to care about my well being, which was simply heartbreaking. There was tears and hugging later, but at the moment I haven't actually discussed with her why. Sometimes it feels stupid of myself to be upset, but sometimes I don't think she cares.
At dinner I thought the gravy was weird. My wife had commented on putting cooking sherry into it, so I figured that was why (another theory I'd come up with later is that I'm just not used to the flavor of real turkey gravy.. I mean, the only gravy I have lately is from KFC). After a few comments back and forth I didn't think anything of it. I didn't hate it or anything. Not much later, after being grouchy because of the limited help I was getting cleaning up after dinner, she was cutting up the rest of the Turkey (because fuck if I have experience cutting up a bird) and I happened to see that she sent a message to multiple facebook friends how I thought it was weird and "hweruoiqghweguiqa fuck off!".... I nearly flipped my lid. I was so pissed at that I typed in that same window under her account about how basically it IS weird and sherry isn't a gravy ingredient, and made it clear that I'd typed the comment. I was expecting fallout from that, but it hasn't happened yet. I don't know if she realized I typed that in anger.
So yeah, lots of anger lately, and this doesn't even include every incident only the major ones. I've decided to start typing about it....
For those who aren't in the know (or just anyone in LJ-land period). I'm prone to kidney stones. I had to strain my pee, even caught a couple, with the most recent incident. I had them in a "safe" and clearly visible place so I could take them to a doctor or lab in the future. Now they are missing. Seeing as I have to go through a fuckton of pain just to know when they are coming this was not happy news. Upon asking and expressing concern to my wife, she pretty much told me to stop. No sympathy whatsoever. This caused me to start shouting in response to simple questions as I was upset on many levels. Afterwards I was simply depressed... damn near like someone had died. My wife didn't seem to care about my well being, which was simply heartbreaking. There was tears and hugging later, but at the moment I haven't actually discussed with her why. Sometimes it feels stupid of myself to be upset, but sometimes I don't think she cares.
At dinner I thought the gravy was weird. My wife had commented on putting cooking sherry into it, so I figured that was why (another theory I'd come up with later is that I'm just not used to the flavor of real turkey gravy.. I mean, the only gravy I have lately is from KFC). After a few comments back and forth I didn't think anything of it. I didn't hate it or anything. Not much later, after being grouchy because of the limited help I was getting cleaning up after dinner, she was cutting up the rest of the Turkey (because fuck if I have experience cutting up a bird) and I happened to see that she sent a message to multiple facebook friends how I thought it was weird and "hweruoiqghweguiqa fuck off!".... I nearly flipped my lid. I was so pissed at that I typed in that same window under her account about how basically it IS weird and sherry isn't a gravy ingredient, and made it clear that I'd typed the comment. I was expecting fallout from that, but it hasn't happened yet. I don't know if she realized I typed that in anger.
So yeah, lots of anger lately, and this doesn't even include every incident only the major ones. I've decided to start typing about it....