At four o'clock, the child woke up. The child was fed and went back to sleep. But I couldn't sleep. Got up and brushed up the phone. Want to write something, think about it for half a day, forget it, or write about yesterday's events

At four o'clock, the child woke up. The child was fed and went back to sleep.

But I couldn't sleep. Got up and brushed up the phone. I want to write something, I thought about it for half a day, forget it, or write about yesterday's events.

Yesterday I gave my husband eight hundred, and there were 22 pieces left on my body. Five hundred paid him the rent for the house, and there was no way to refund the rent later, so five hundred could not get it back. Later, he said that if he wanted to move to the capital city, he would first pay a deposit of two hundred. I gave him the only three hundred I had on my phone. He confiscated it, didn't make a sound, didn't know why he went. Maybe he wasn't in a good mood either.

How to say it? I thought about it later and blamed my husband. I talked to my brother about sharing a house, but he didn't take my brother to see the house together, so he sent a video to my brother, and didn't say where to find it, just told him that it would take fifteen minutes to drive from his working hours, so he paid five hundred deposits. Later, the younger brother and girlfriend said that it was too far away and it was inconvenient to go to work from her. Looking at my brother means, I don't want to live. That's it.

My husband has always been unconsidered about doing things. I know that.

He has always told him that there must be a beginning and an end to doing things, but he is still like a child, never being decent in doing things, and he does not care about the end.

Too many accusations, corrections, he was still the same as always.

I remember my dad once said that. People who tend to smoke are mostly selfish. Because no matter how much money they don't have, they still smoke. Compared to my husband, indeed. Eating was a problem, he still smoked, he was irritable, he drank some wine, and then bought a bag of betel nuts while driving.

I don't like his various practices. Because I always hope that he can think of our little family and sacrifice a little. Because he made the matter, I wanted us to jump out of the fire pit sooner.

But he wouldn't understand my mood. My anxiety.

He used to talk about me, and every time he tried to call for me, he couldn't always find me. Ask me why I always mute my phone. I have a hard time every time. Can I tell him that because of your business, am I afraid that people will call me? I was afraid to hear my phone ringing, I was afraid to see an unfamiliar phone number.

I chose silence every time.

How to say it? Feelings are there. But it's also true to want to separate. No woman wants to live a half-dead life.

When I wasn't with him, he often told me that he couldn't sleep all night and that he felt like home only when I was around him. But I was around him, I felt that repressed emotion, and I would be in a bad mood all day. But there was no way, I had to look at him, I was afraid that he would do something sorry for the family again.

Many people who know about me say that it is useless for you to look at him, and if he wants to do something, he will still do it. It is true that my husband belongs to the kind of person who is not very responsible for the family, and will follow the trend and follow the trend. Will betray. He never knew how many pounds he weighed now.