So, I took Casey to McDonald’s and Walmart today, to get out of the house. Going stir-crazy sitting at home all the time with a messed up knee! I managed to hold back the tears despite the horrible pain at the store, and texted Dave when we got home to ask for help bringing in the groceries. As I was hobbling into the garage he says, “quit playing games” and goes around me. Then later in the evening, after spending a fair bit of time in tears while putting groceries away and doing dishes, he asks me, “why are you such a depressing person to look at?” He went on and on about me always being miserable, etc etc, but I tuned him out so I wouldn’t blow up at him in front of Casey, who was laying on my bed behind us as he’s going on about this. Why does he do this to me???
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