I hate my fucking husband now!  He must have a brain tumor, he must! How could I be such an idiot to marry this mother-fucker and then make two kids with him?  

Why won't he answer me honestly?  I'm not a fucking mind reader you stupid bitch! DO YOU WANT DINNER??? NO.  THEN I TAKE THAT TO MEAN NO!!  Do you really miss mommy's tit that bad?? PLEASE, go back to your mother's!  Please! We can make it work if you have somewhere to go.  But that's right...you have no friends.  You don't have anywhere to go.  So I always have to leave with the two kids.  I ALWAYS have to go!  It was me who stayed at my moms when you almost killed all of us!  I took the kids while you got to stay in the 3500 sq ft house by yourself, smoking your stupid Pot for your "migraines".  I admit that it does make you easier to be around, except the consolation is having a stupid ass conversation about a dog kennel that cleans like the Jetson's.  Plus the fact that everytime you come out of your 'smoke hole' I hate you a little bit more.  I guess it's only prolonging the marriage.  Eventually I'm going to divorce you.  That's the only light at the end of the tunnel.