Yesterday my husband grabbed my chest. When I swatted him and gave him a "what the hell look," he said, I'm sure the deed is around here that says I still own 50%. I was flabergasted. He was half joking but unbelievably arrogant.
He is a bully.
Also, I'm not sure how to answer the question of why he is still living with me but despite everything, he is. I think maybe he is waiting on me to file. Furthermore, my mother in law is acting like nothing is wrong. She told me to bring the kids over to swim one day this week. Awkward!
So, I sit here listening to praise and worship music, trying to drown out any of these burdens. But, I feel like I need to cry and never stop.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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