My OH is so forgiving of my despicable personality traits. Generally I'm an OK person, I try to look after the family as best possible but pluck things to worry and argue about out of thin air. He's constantly trying to change and adapt and to alleviate my every need but Jesus, why am I this person? Why is it not good enough? I've tried all kinds of therapy and medication and still I can't seem to resist the self (and us) destruct button.
I do plan to pick myself back up after my self indulgent wave of self pity. I just think if it was me and I was my OH I don't think I could've put up with it!