My husband is an ass today

[Betty]

My husband is an ass today
Could he yell a little louder?
Or tell the kids to clean their rooms some more
Lest he should get even madder

It makes me sad to think of it
And how it might have been much better
But now I don't know what to do
And so I seem to be feeling sadder

I ponder what a divorce would mean
Just how I'd make ends meet
But to live without the constant grouch
Would really be such a treat

Cuss Cuss Cuss, Yell Yell Yell
Yeah - that'll bring the kids up right
You know your done when the kids are crying
When I tuck them in at night

And sex! Ha. Yeah. Whatever.
Your just filled with unending charm
After making me feel like **** all day
and hitting me in the arm

Oh there you go yelling again
Don't you know that no one hears
We all just learn to shut you out
and swallow all our fears

How do you know when it's time?
How will the kids handle it?
How can we possible get by?
it throws me into fits.

So here I sit, alone upstairs
Wondering what to do
I just sit and write this poem
and wonder if I still love you.

[scaeagles]

Wow. Sad. I was thinking that it pretty much ruined my day, but then I realized what it must be doing to yours.

[Tref]

A comic delight! I especially like the title.

Well done, Betts.

[scaeagles]

So is this a joke? I'm confused.

[Tref]

Originally Posted by scaeagles

So is this a joke? I'm confused.

The poem appears to me to be fairly somber in tone. Perhaps, even a bit reactive and urgent. Certainly, in the moment as they say in France; though they would probably say it in French and not English as I have.

[Betty]

No joke. My husband is still being an ass. Lately is more often then not. Sucks. We've been married 11 1/2 years and I've been contemplating divorce on and off for months. Sick and tired of it. Bah!

Sorry to unload on you all... Thanks for the words of support all.

For example, I needed a refill of my son's asthma medication. He doesn't need it very often - but of course, today he did... and it's no where to be found! After an hour of searching, I call for a refill and we are out so they have to call the doctor. I also call the dr. and leave a message. within a few minutes, the pharmacy calls back and I go pick it up. When I get back, he says a doctor called and that I needed a different prescription. Now - this is the same prescription we've always had and it works. I'm supposed to call the dr. back but he's got no name, no phone number and decides the best thing to do is yell at me to call him back because I'm just going to do whatever the **** I want to do regardless of what he thinks. So, i'm yelling now to - go call the doctor then (which doctor? who the hell knows since no one took a message.) And now I'm the bad one who was made him feel so small because I cannot call back an unknown doctor at an unknown number. So- I know what it'll make it all better, lets cuss about it in front of the kids. That always helps doesn't it?!!!!

There is just no civil normal conversation. It's either all about how the problem with everything is because i'm so "frigid" (psh!) or cussing and yelling for some random occurrance.

You know - putting it down on paper (er... on computer) just makes it seem so much frickin clearer.

Some days we get along so well. Some days are just such crap. Lately the crap days are taking over.

[Cadaverous Pallor]

I'm so sorry, Betty.

My father was like this often as well. He would give us hell for knocking over a drink at the dinner table. He's still giving my brother sh!t simply because he's rather uncoordinated. We all walk on eggshells around him. He can be such a monster.

I don't know if divorce is the right option for you or not, but whatever you do, be strong...and perhaps if you confront him with what you've been thinking for months, maybe he'll wake up a bit...although it didn't work for my mom. When she said she wanted to leave him he cut up her atm/credit cards and took her checkbook away. No joke. She got them back years later, but still...

[tracilicious]

Wow. I'm sorry too Betty. I grew up in the middle of a loveless marriage and it was no fun. I wished my parents would divorce from the time I was small. There was no hitting either, just yelling. I'll also say that plenty of people have found a way to work out their problems and regain a healthy relationship. Could your husband be suffering from depression?

If you do decide to leave him and he seems like a volatile person than perhaps you should pull money out of the bank ahead of time and arrange a place to stay. You'll be ok either way.

[sleepyjeff]

Wow.......Maybe when I come home from work tomorrow(today?) I won't complain so much about the messy house and give my "I had to work Saturday at least you can pick up a little" tirade

Me scared straight by that poem