I am back to being angry. What right do you have to tell me I’m mean and a bitch? I am an intelligent woman who deserves to be respected. I am so sick of your bullshit. It’s time for you to get a reality check and grow up. What kind of a man judges his wife’s family and uses their struggles agaisnt her? My parents divorce was not my fault. It was your job as my husband to be there for me. Instead when I was upset and crying you said “Your not five years old anymore grow up.” Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. My accident was not my fault. How dare you judge me and tell me how I should act when my brain was literally damaged. I am sick and tired of you using my life occurrences against me and every mistake I have ever made. I have never done that to you. The only being who has the right to judge me is God. Last time I checked you fall pretty short of even coming close to God. Further more if you truly valued marriage you would want to work things out and seek a third party to help us. That’s what people do when they value marriage. The easy way out is to blame me and walk away. The X Factor is perfect for you. You will be able to walk all over her and she will bend over and take it. You had a great woman. A woman who believed in you even when you stuck your foot in your mouth and acted like an asshole. You had a woman who worked her butt off to build a career. You had a woman who never turned you away in bed. You had a woman who accepted everything about you and still loved you. You had a woman who believes in marriage and the vow she made. You had a woman who forgave you and didn’t hold grudges against you. You had a great fucking woman! I am so angry at you I could gauge your eyes out, but I won’t because I have certain standards. Standards you obviously don’t since you made the pompous choice to spend the night at another woman’s house. “As friends” of course. This whole thing is bullshit. I have to keep reminding myself that it is because I don’t want you in my head judging me anymore.