you are so mean

 Yesterday, brought in 4 trips of groceries into the house. You sat on the couch and watched.  I didn't ask for help because I didn't need it, you were watching a movie. On the last trip I may have tried to take to much and came in the door and you said "If I knew you had more stuff I would come out" I said "I have it all now" you SNAPPED in your dick fashion "SORRYYYY", I said it's not a big deal.  My daughter in law who was sitting there asked me later if he always snaps at me like that. I said "Yup, all the time. Just try to keep an even tone and my mouth shut". She said "He could have said sorry a little nicer" Yea, he could. But never will.

Today, they are gone and you keep saying "If you want me to do anything". Well, it's pretty obvious, look around, why do I have to point and ask this or that? Last time you kept this up I asked if you would clean the tub and you grumbled, you came out in irritable fashion and said "I probably don't clean it like you" I said "What do you mean"? "I'm sure I'm not using the stuff you would use" I said "I don't care what you use". It's like you bitch at me for doing something.  So this time I just said "Look around if it looks needed to cleaned up, do it". And than you blew, "what's your problem, I'm offering to help" in good old snappy dick fashion. Why are you such an asshole to me? What the fuck did I ever do to you to make you hate me and snap at me .

Why can't I ever be irritated? You are making me hate you more every fucking day because I'm sick of being a robot, tired of not being able to be me, walking on eggshells.

You are not a nice person, not to me.

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