my husband just went bilistic (he punched his bookbag, then threw himself at the wall and fell on the floor in a seizure like fit) and then 10 minutes later he just got up, got dressed and stormed out of the house, got into his car and drove off... all without saying a word to me. i followed him to the front door and when he closed it i opened it and he slammed it shut and locked it. i watched him drive away. he doesn't have his cell phone with him so i can't even call him
he doesn't #%*$ care about how i feel about all this. yes, he's stressed about school, but who isn't. i remember being stressed about my finals at college but i got threw it. his actions affect the whole family, not just him. i #%*$ cried while laying in bed hoping he's get up and at least SAY SOMETHING to me. but nope, he just stormed off like a #%*$ 5 year old. only caring about himself
i want him to quit school, because i've just had it with the #%*$ stress and bad mood aura he brings home with him from work. i want to have a happy, normal marriage... cuz obviously we never had a normal marriage, since he worked two jobs since before dylan was born and barely saw dylan and i for almost 2 years because he just thought it was necessary to work two jobs when we could of made it by with one paycheck. i want to get pregnant this week (and obviously we all know we only get a few days a month to make a child and i've waited long enough to make another child). all of those things just seem so far out of reach and i've had it up to here with it. i've been putting my feelings aside to be there for my husband for far too long and it's just too much to deal with. i'm angry and upset all at the same time. i'm crying, but want to punch something so hard that my hand falls off
can you believe divorce entered my mind already? it's #%*$ pathetic, but it's true. steven is acting like my exboyfriend did when he went into his manic episodes, and i got out of that relationship for that reason. now i married someone who can't keep his cool and has to act like a complete nutcase, just because school is a little hard and he's having a hard time writing an essay for his final?
i just want to scream. i just want to get away. pack my ###### up and just disappear. nothing ever goes right for me and nothing goes the way i would of planned it out. i don't even know why i still bother trying..........