It has been a rough time and I'm tired of fighting.
We have been fighting more and more lately and I'm so sick of it.
I almost left this morning. I packed a box of clothes for me and my son and got in the car and went to church with my son.
My husband showed up at church and we talked to the Sunday school teacher about counseling.
It was better after church and we went out to eat. Then we went home and we all took a nap.
Well when we woke up it was time to eat. All we had was leftover beans but he didn't want beans. I told him I could make potato soup and he said my potato soup is nasty.
He always complains about everything I do.
I went to culinary school, I've worked in restaurants. I'm a good cook!
It turned into a screaming match like it always does. I got our son dressed and I got the box of clothes and I left.
Now I'm at my moms house and I'm trying to decide if I want to go home tomorrow.