Didn't I tell you guys to stop sticking up for one another and talk to me. TALK TO ME!
The person gave their opinion I didn't like the opinion. I took his 2x4 and shoved it somewhere.
Ian, you have been very very helpful to me.
Right apples and oranges. Nothind and I mean nothing rhymes with orange.
Just like the other night when I did the stupid thing of stopping by her house and she was hanging out with a 16-18 year old work buddy. Oh you can't stay her because my friend doesn't want to hear our crap.
What about tell the little girl to go home? You have adult grown up problems you need to deal with. Sorry little friend the a$$hole husband that loves me is here and wants to talk, can you go home.
What about the 100 of times my friends came to our house and she could tell all them about our crap. She could b\tch at us and b\tch at them. She could punch my friends in the arm, and beat on them or something. But please lets not upset my litte friend from work.
I know the shirt isn't normal I was just pointing out more evidence of MLC behavior. Some here are not identifying it as MLC.
Bipolar, yes Ian I'm bipolar. No, it's called I got pissed off. When someone kicks me I kick back hard.
Change! I am looking inward. I don't need someone telling me to look inward. I have been looking inward. Sometimes you have to push outward. Physics...
Let me beat myself up my own way.
I apologized for being disrespectful to her. Did I get anything in return. NO, did I aspect to get anything in return. NO. Because I am the one changing. Did I expect her to apologize for somethign. NO, because that has been her pattern.
She hasn't accepted one single solidary thing she did to cause failure in this marriage. She hasn't accepted one single thing she did to encourage my behavior towards her.
I ruined her life!
Did you ever think I'm so damn defensive because I dealt with this crazy woman all my life.
She right and I'm wrong. Her way or the highway. She was the boss. She wore the pants.
I was the stupid a$$ guy that fought back with her.
Her dad is a doormat. Her uncle is a doormat. I'm thinking these are the type of guys they want. Doormats... Well I'm no damn doormat. I tell it like it is. I think I'm a pretty straight shooter.
So she is looking for her lost youth. Something told me this was going to happen.
It's all BS! I didn't get my easy bake oven. waaaaaaaah waaaah!
