Re-reading my my post I see I was very vague on what I was speaking about.
Hmm just going to touch on what brought me to that comment which was a little more extended then I posted.
When ever my H goes to bed (he works nights 7 days a week)he will stay awake worrying about what I am doing and most of the time he needs me to come scratch his back or what ever. I find it annoying but comply with his request most of the time. I have been sick for two weeks. So that particular morning when he went to bed and I had gotten up. I was sitting choking and coughing and hacking up my inners. And he was worried about me scratching his back. Got all worked up about it. Irked me to hell. H sets his alarm clock and gets up at 5:20 at 5:45 I realized he was not up so went in the room and told him it was time to get up. A few minutes later he came out of the room and said he had been awake but was waitting to see how long it would take me to come wake him up. My thought WTF how childish and what if I had ran to the store and not been home he would have what not got up waitting. Said nothing just let it go. H came to the steps and said he was leaving I asked if he had ate he said no. I asked why no answer I asked why again still no answer. So I figured he left. A few minutes later he comes to the steps again and says what are you not going to come give me a kiss. I tell him I thought he left he starts running his mouth. blah blah. Then I think again how stupid if he wanted a kiss he could have walked up the steps instead of waitting down stairs to see if I was coming down. As he was going on in his little rant I just had had it. And asked why he needed to be such a woman about things. Always whining and needing things from me. My kids don't require as much of me as he does.
Now this all goes on the heels of him asking me where the medicine is that is always on the shelf of the medicine cabnet. Asking me where the plyers are that he uses and are in his toolchest. Where this is where that is and never looking first.
Later that night he called me from work. And I told him I was not trying to piss him off but I just do not understand why he always has to play these little games and do all these little things to test me. I did not understand why he was so emotionally needy and wanted me to prove something to him all the time. I was sick of it. And not playing with him any more I have nothing to prove. He then said that he is emotionally needy because I am not thats where my wtf every relationship needs a whinny insecure person in it to make it work statement came from
We started talking about all the people we know and how of them all only two of them need constent attention from there spouses and yes they are both woman. I told him it was time to get a gripe on his insecurities because they were driving me nuts.
The next day being two down on the ML quota for the month. When I told him to drop the drawers he said no he did not feel good. I told him he had never taken that in consideration for me so to get to it. Later he started on about how he did not like my keeping track and min and so forth. I then explained to him that if left to me we would have sex maybe twice a month so the 8 times a month min was for him not me and of course he could not appreciate it and would whine about it instead. But maybe he should be glad he is not married to someone who would only have sex with him once or twice a year like some here on this board.
Again as stated I have been sick I have been with him for 15 years and he should no to just back off of me when I don't feel good. He does not try to do anything for me when I am sick he just seems to want me to do more for him. And I am already about tapped out with it all so I am trying to deal with things in a more head on fashion. Regaurdless of his temper. I figure if he beats the [censored] out of me. I will be here I will have all my kids and his ass will be in jail. So he can only do it one more time.
Now on a funny note. In all the time I have been on this board no one has ever made mention of the way I speak of my self as a third party at times.
It is disassociation of self. Yes I am aware it is sorta psychotic. It is part of the detachment problem I have. There are various different aspects/levels of a personality. I have mine named. There are various different events in peoples life that change them. I have mine labled. Beach Barbie, Biker Barbie, Suntan Barbie have nothing on me. Lol
