6 months ago I got to a breaking point with my husband. We had some pretty big issues around his depression. I booked a trip away and made the bad choice of inviting his mother because he is raising my son's cousin. We needed time away and I thought him having his best bud would be great for him and give us a chance to sort through some issues. I had to work the morning we were leaving and ran to the office and told them I would meet them in an hour. I called, was 5 minutes late, still had a client on the phone and my MIL ran out to my car and started yelling and cursing me. I backed out of my driveway to drive around the block and my MIL psycho dialed me. When I got back to the house, they had left, and I was mad. Called husband and he was cantancerous, apologized for the extra 10, MIL grabs the phone and tells me to pack and get out of my own house! It is MY house. In front of MY son. Big fight ensues and I end up picking up a gf and leaving for the weekend on my own. TBC
2006-12-01
05:33:31
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