According to my husband a person who has wrecked and totaled multiple cars is a safer driver compared to a driver who only got in 1 wreck. He totaled my car when we first started dating never tried to help me fix it or replace it. He got angry today because I scraped my windshield with a debit card because I couldnt find my scraper. I couldn’t scrape the center of the windshield because I couldn’t reach it. The car was delayed warming up I told him if I didn’t go I was going be late my work.
I could see I felt safe. My husband cussed me over and over. Kept demanding me to pull over that I was putting he life at risk. I could see but he swore I couldn’t. He told me park and let it warm up fuck my work his life is more important. He said I was a bad driver and cussed me till I cried. He said he hopes I get pulled over so he can tell the police officer to take my license. I ended crying on the way to work had an anxiety attack. I told him if he values his life to shut the hell up. He threatened to get out I stopped the car in the road and told him start walking. He backed down he realized I was going to leave him in the snow.
By the time the car warmed up I had a migraine my face was soaked in tears. I told him congratulations he is the best inspiration for birth control because no one wants to have children like him.
Today has been a very bad day. To think it’s only 5 am. I am cooking a breakfast for an entire hotel Megan decided to call in because she has a headache.. bitch me too.. can I call in? Oh that’s right one of us needs to be dependable.. fuck my life.