Ok. I'm going to try it your way, Maybell. Detached, and supportive of his work, which still gives me a roof over my head.
Please know that for the most part, I am friendly towards him. I smile when he comes to the door, I ask him how his latest ailment is doing (he's not been very healthy), I have on my PMA whenever I see him.
I think my anger is coming from having expectations--that he'll change, that he'll be as nice to me as I am to him, that he'll realize how awesome I am. Yowzer. Gotta drop those.
