My mom keeps telling me that I suffer from emotional abuse and neglect. I say she's wrong...but maybe I'm just in denial. My husband does squat around the house, I do everything...even taking out the trash. Everything. He's a slob and I get stuck picking up after him. He's very jealous and I can't seem to have any male friends, he's run us into bankruptcy, when we fight he makes sure to pick the most hurtful things that he knows are daggers in my heart and pushes them. He'll follow me around the house even if I ask him to leave me alone and yell until I engage in the arguement. He'll cry baby about not having the money when I wanna go out, but he will occassionally go to the race track with his uncle or to breakfast with his friends. Shit, i'm startin to think Mom's right.
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