Well, blow me down. in I don't know....

Ahhhh....here it is. The lovely angry Eric. The one that berates me and is so verbally nasty to me. The Eric that reminds me all to frequently what a horrible human being I am. The one that calls me names, blames me, yells at me, and says I am supposed to "take it". Sadly, for me, I don't just take it and I want to fight back. Let's just say it's not been a good day. Not good at all.

I'm tired and cranky and I just want this all to be over. I'm afraid it won't be though. He's been fired twice. You can't just ignore that. You can't lie your way out of it. You can't blame anyone else......but he does. It's not HIS fault he got fired. It's not HIS fault at all. I'm so stupid I just don't understand how "corporate America" works. HE'S A FREAKIN' SUPERVISOR. REALLY?! REALLY?! He messed up! He got FIRED. It's not his fault though. They just didn't like him.

I'm certain I shouldn't be running my husband down. I'm sure I shouldn't say anything anywhere and that doing so is probably wrong. I diligently do not say anything bad about him in public to people we associate with. At some point you can't lie. Most know without me ever saying a word. I blog it here because I can't afford a therapist. I'm sorry if it offends some or if it's not right. Sometimes putting what he is and what he is doing to me here is the only way I keep on living.