DH and I just had a huge row over something really trivial (cleaning). I'm feeling a bit under the weather with a bad cold - I didn't get much sleep last night so I feel a bit groggy.
He told me to f off and I told him that I cannot and will not put up with being spoken to like that. He said a few more choice words and went out. Thank God the DC were out.
See, I used to hate any kind of confrontation but now I realise I have to show my DC that it's not ok to tolerate disrespect from anyone, and also for my own self respect. I'm finally growing a backbone
Just had to get that off my chest... anyone else empathise?