There are days when all I want to do is shake my husband and tell him to grow a back bone. Instead of just giving up on everything, how about standing up and doing something? When I ask what's upsetting him, how about he actually tell me instead of saying he doesn't know? Extremely frustrated tonight. I wish he could understand that the thing that upsets me most is when he flat out lies to me about something I can obviously interpret/see. I've told him this, but it doesn't matter. Apparently, he says he'd rather just suck it up and be "the bad guy" instead of fighting with me. Why does it have to be a fight? And why does it always start over something really inconsequential??? There are days when I just want to get out for a little while, do something, come home, and find that everything has righted itself while I was gone.
Argh. Thank goodness I have a long run tomorrow morning so I can run this out.
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