My father was a racist, sexist, homophobic, who though he was better than everyone else. He sent mixed signals though because he wanted me to be more than a housewife yet thought that was where women belonged. I thought H was different and he was until he wasn't or maybe I ignored it I don't know.
My IC says I just got used to it since we married so young. Says if we were to meet today I'd never put up with it. He's prince charming until he gets you hooked then he disappears. Back into his work, back into the tv, back into misery about how unfair his life is. I do not miss these things.
