Today he is making me out to be the bad one, I don't know how but he's doing it so well that I'm almost convinced that I am the evil one and not him. I can't cope anymore, I broke down screaming and crying and he started going on about how he is depressed and I don't show him love when he is the one who refuses to ever do anything together. Am I bad? The argument was because he came in the house and told me to go and get him food. He knows I have to send off a lesson plan that I am struggling to write in the next few hours which I have already been crying over today, so against my best interests, I huffed a bit but still got up because I knew I had no choice. He started rage-spit-screaming at me because I was reluctant to go. I don't know what's real anymore.
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