Just grrr

You are a grown ass adult. Why am I having to pander to your poor ego. I understand you’re having a hard time with work. I understand you’re having to deal with even more idiots than normal. But that sure as shit doesn’t mean I’m going to deals with your shit because you can’t manage your own damn temper.

It’s this shit, when you gas light me, and get so caught up on who’s fucking fault or who fucking said what that makes me want to lob in the towel, tell you to fuck off and move out with the baby.

She’s going to be two soon. She needs her daddy. She just may get you all to herself without me and you can figure out how much fun it is trying to do all the things without me.

I need to make a serious go at a pros and cons list to staying married. 😔