I hate being yelled at.
Last night was another big fight at our house. My husband is such an ***.
I was having one of my employees over to give him some beef. I have to pick up another 1/2 tomorrow and need to still get rid of some in my freezer. It's still good and this kid doesn't have alot and I wanted to give it to somebody that could use it. As always I got in trouble by my husband because we could still use it. I'm picking up 400 lbs of beef on Saturday why can't I just do this to help him out. To make a very long story short the kid shows up I load him up with 3 sacks full and he is very grateful. He has a new girlfriend so I give him a package of T-bones so they can have a nice meal this weekend. The whole time we are out at the freezer my husband is being his normal self and degrading me the whole time. Finally I snap and say why don't you get back in the house I can figure this out for myself thank you.
This crap lasted for several hours last night him yelling and degrading me. Me crying and telling him to leave me the hell alone. Me yelling at him. Damn such drama. I just can't stand him anymore he has pushed me so far away I will never care for him again. He is the father of my child but that's it. He doesn't care that he has pushed me so far away I could never love him again. He has said so many hurtful things that its time to go. The only thing that made him stop was to say. How do you thing that your best friend (my deceased brother) would feel about the way you have treated his little sister for the past 10 years. He cried when I said that! Good you Bastard now you know what it feels like. I know I'm a bit bitter but I just had to let it all out this morning so I could put it behind me.