I am still seething about Steve. Surely all this anger can't be good for you?
We both go totally overboard when we fight. We are actually terrible when we fight. I throw things; he can't control his obsenities. I got out of his stupid new car last night and he called me a bitch. I was hobbling to the front door and said, "Well at least I don't have a small peeeeeeeeniss!"
OK so that was horrible. Naughty Laurian.
I'm living in the spare room. He said I can't sleep there because it's actually HIS bed. I said that if he watches MY TV there'll be hell to pay. Last year he threw yoghurt all over me, and I poured water all over his head when he was sleeping. Why do we put up with each other?? OK we don't fight like this ofetn, but we are truly so mean to each other.
Is there anybody out there that fights dirtier than we do?