Then I also suffered with hyperacusis (a painful ear complaint) for 11 years and it wasn't diagnosed until 2000 so I was in agony for most of our R without a reason for it. I couldn't go to discos, bars etc because of this so Andy used to stop at home because he felt bad about leaving me stuck there on my own.
As a result we only got to go out about once every 3 months and I was a bit weepy/snappy because of being in pain all the time.
Then of course there was my teenage pregnancy with his baby and the parents went mad, basically did a hate campaign all the way through my pregnancy, emotional abuse stuff etc so I was in tears and he was trying to defend me to the relatives.
They threatened to boycott our wedding and then when DD1 was born until the M ended, they interfered with how we brought them up, kept reporting us to Social Services, causing fights all the time etc etc.
We had a lot of love for each other so we could bear the brunt fairly well, usually. Then my business took off so I was working more and more hours on that (and neglecting him) and he opened a shop and was working all the hours God sent at that, and he'd get in at 10pm without letting me know, then I'd be nagging him 'where have you been?' etc.
I didn't realise at the time but I turned into Mrs Nag. We also had all our children in quick succession which was a mistake - I would have a bigger age gap between them if I did it again - although giving birth several times did help ease the VS and we got to have a good SL because of them.
Anyway, one day after we'd both worked 60 hours plus and the kids were playing up, he just snapped, 'that's it, I've had it!'
After the 'bomb' he stormed round to his mother's house and told her he hoped she was happy, because our parents caused 70% of our arguments (true) and if it wasn't for her, he'd still have me.
