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Lacey Marie
There comes a point where you stop making excuses. I'm at that point. For the past year and a half I have not been good enough. I never do anything right, everything is my fault, and I just don't understand how to do anything. I've been patient, tried to help, tip toed, given passes because it's "because of the PTSD" which he won't admit causes any sort of problems. Now I 'm angry. I am not incompetent, I do so much for our family, I am a smart and kind woman, and I have put up with this for far too long hoping he would get better. I tell him I'm done with our relationship because of the verbal abuse and he tells me it's because he can't handle that I just don't think, that I don't understand anything (Again, I am a smart woman with a good job and well respected at work).
Long vent but I think my point is there comes a point where the pass expires.
Long vent but I think my point is there comes a point where the pass expires.