haha barbie must be a day for the household stuff. Dont know why, but I tried to pull stbxh up about his slovenly behaviour today, as he was on his way to bed leaving me piles of washing up, a filthy kitchen, bathroom in complete mess from kids bath etc etc. His reply was along the lines of-I should know by now thta he doesnt like arguing, why do I always want to pick a fight, I always go on about everything, thats why he doesnt help me out in the house!! I should have known better. what pisses me off about this is that he sees it as helping ME out?!?!? Isnt it his house and his kids too? he takes NO responsibilty for anything at all. Never mind-all tidied now!
Yes not sorted I am always thinking that I have contributed to this...and I know that this is a common feeling amongst us. But I actually think in my case it may be true. I have never taken it lying down. I have not been one to keep quiet to keep the peace. I have done my fair share of shouting/ name calling etc.
I have been thinking about minimising and normalising over the last few days, as it is some thing I still continue to do and I know it makes the process of seperating harder; we are pretty much programmed to do it I reckon by the world we live in. we do it every day. We are constantly shown pictures of starving children in Africa on the tv, we shed a tear and then go out shopping for some new shoes. I had a little catch up with the news as I knew thta someone had been hacking someone elses phone, I got the gist that it was a pretty big scandal and thought I had better get my head from up my ass and pay attention to the world around me; there is no way that whistle-blowers death is 'not suspicious' The same as there is no way David Kelly's death was suicide...but we minimse these political events, n ormalise them and live another day. Reality is a bit subjective, depending on which awful atrocities a person can stomach eh?
I would like to hear your opinions please on a little, ahem, altercation I had with a man in the street today 
I was walking along pushing dd2 in the pushchair, day dreaming about winning the 'rich for life' lottery. I was vaguely aware that I passed by a gentleman. After I had gone some way down the street, he shouted after me 'dont say thank you then, rude cow!'. I turned round and gave him a 'WTF are you mad?' face. He explained that he had moved out the way to let me pass and I hadnt thanked him. And he was fed up with people not saying thank you. The pavement was very wide and he appeared to be standing on it waiting (for someone). My PoV was that there was plenty of space for 2 (actually for 4 or 5) people to be passing each other and I didnt perceive that he had gotten out of my way, or that there was any need for people to have to give way to each other on this very wide pavement; we were 2 people sharing the pavement and I could equally have expected a thank you from him for not choosing to run into him. If it had been a narrow walk way and he had moved so that I could get through then of course I would have expressed gratitude, I am a polite person. But to me this smacked of entitlement; why the hell should I be grateful that he had not choosen to obstruct me?! So, anyway, I thanked him for 'moving' and then told him he was being an arsehole.....
(long rambling irrelevant story, bear with me...)
before I met stbxh and I was a cheerful happy person with no knowledge of abusive ways, I would NEVER have reacted like this; I would have apologised for not realising he had moved for me, thanked him and gone on my way- I would not have given it another thought.
I know it is a story of a very trivial event but it made me realise how my outlook on EVERYTHING has been changed by him. Am I always going to view my life and events through this prism of red flags and abusive behaviour?
AND was I correct in my impression of this guy today? I know he has no relevance in my life so it doesnt really matter...but a different event, a different man, a different day and my interpretation may be important