The way to a man's heart is not through his stomach, like mom used to say (ok, MY mom would say it's a few inches below his belt). But the true way to a man's heart is 3 inches below the breast with a paring knife.............

Those were my thoughts yesterday........
I love my husband, but am tired of his passive/agressive, mind fucking crap and I let him KNOW it after getting one of his emails. Yes, I KNOW he's under stress at work and yes I KNOW it's hard having a child with a disability (hello! I live here too!). Any way, I've had 15 years of hearing the same crap over and over. he does not have the job, car, house, wife and yes, even child he envisioned. yes, he is FINALLY taking the steps to deal with his problems, thank Goddess because I was ready to take those sissors and put it through his heart (I was cutting coupons when he came home). We sat down to talk things over, I did not yell, I would NOT let him push me into yelling. I kept my voice calm and level.......deadly level. He pissed me off for the last time. The next time he starts the crap of "maybe we should split/divorce" I'm going to GIVE it to him. Grow up! This is not high school!
We both ended our talk on agreeing to work at things better. We'll see what happens. We've had this talk before. Seems he'll put an effort into it for a while and then stop. He fails to see that way I am is from the way HE'S treating me. I can't heal you Stephen, you have to want to heal YOURSELF. Took me a long time to figure that little nugget of wisdom out.