Tick Tock

 The other day my husband called me harsh. I took exception to it. Maybe because I have a better grasp of the dictionary and know that it means unpleasant. Mean to the point of being disliked. When I told him I felt insulted he told me it’s how I’ve always been and a reason he “fell in love” with me. It’s laughable. I was sweet, naive (dumb as it turns out), trusting, silly and vulnerable. A “harsh” person wouldn’t have spent an entire summer crying out the truck window while he verbally tore me apart screaming at me. I’m still not harsh. But he perceives it that way because I started standing up for myself after years of abuse. When I sent him the definition of harsh to show why I was offended he told his “therapist” who laughed. She has no clue what a narcissist is and is being played. Earlier in the week I let him know that I knew he had followed a strange girl on Instagram and liked every single one of her inappropriate posts. I didn’t make a big deal - I texted him. Of course he didn’t address it. I also told him I’d made a fake fb account then blocked it with my real account. Then deleted the fake account- and guess what? It was still on my blocked list. So then he changed his story and said he had unblocked and then it disappeared. It wasn’t even a text on fb. The LIES. Always. I did tell him I was going to start an Instagram for men to like all my posts. He got so angry - such a massive hypocrite. So then Sunday we went to my daughters softball. I took a selfie. Of course he had to make a snot remark asking who I was sending it to. No one I said. He asked how my new ig was going I said fine. He said he doesn’t do selfies- hun- I told him I’d seen his half naked selfies he sent so yeah he does. He sends dick pics too but I didn’t say that. We got into over that. He tried to compare people that follow me - that I don’t follow back and don’t like their posts- to him friending a female and liking every single one of her posts. I walked away from the truck and went and sat to watch the games away from him. Later while we waited for our girl after the game I finally went to the truck and he started shit again so I walked away again. An hour later I went back. Leaned in the back seat and plugged my phone into the charger cord that my daughter had back there. Again he just had to be a jerk. Said I didn’t have to sit back there to hide my phone. I told him I’m not I’m just using the charger. Again he said “oh I know why you’re sitting back there to hide your phone”. I told him all he was doing was starting shit again (3rd time) and again walked away. I did call him crazy this time though. So he peeled out in the truck and left for awhile. I still wasn’t offended. He told his therapist he did that to help her confidence. What a joke. I didn’t hear that my daughter did when she went to get her laptop but she thought it was ridiculous. I assume his “therapist” bought that. So she wouldn’t be much of a therapist. When I went to my girls room I heard him bitching because I post pics on my Facebook when I remodel a room but I don’t post how proud of him I am that he did a “3000 dollar car rebuild”. Um which he’s never done. Nor has he EVER posted anything I’ve done. It’s hypocritical Bull. I can’t even stand the amount of narcissism going on. I don’t even care if he posts about me doing something. I like my little remodels. He should post his own shit. Then today. Texts me in the morning and says he’s gonna get fired. I didn’t get the text til a half hour later maybe so he sent a second one saying i didn’t care. There is some validity to that but I’m not a mean person so I just asked why. He didn’t answer til later- though I didn’t bitch at him like he did me. I thought maybe he fucked something up. But apparently he just had an inappropriate temper tantrum at someone at work because he’s supposed to wear a hard hat when his windows open. He also said when he gets a new truck he’s leaving with it and his 2 bikes. I wish. Then some bs about always being someone’s problem and how he won’t be when he’s gone. I’m sure he left all that out when talking to his therapist. I’ve got to get out of this. He is crazy. Next time he cuts loose I’m scared of what he’ll do since he’s threatened to kill me already. I’m 911 here on out. Tick tock on divorce.