What is the point of being mean, angry . . . just plain nasty? Does that mean that the person that is this way just so unhappy within themselves that they feel it necessary to spew their venom all over the rest of the "happy" in their lives? I am generally a "happy" person, and even when I'm not, I try not to take out the rest of the world. X just generally seems to be an unhappy person. I ask a question, not a big deal, not a question like "can you give me a kidney?" just a question like "what do you want for dinner?" and then BAM! I get raked over the coals, lambasted - wtf - "Are you stupid? why do you need to ask me that? I'm busy right now and can't think about that! (btw he's just driving-not even in traffic - just driving) WHY WOULD YOU BOTHER ME WITH THAT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!" I try to say "i just was" and I get "I don't give a shit what you are saying, SHUT UP, why would you call me and bother me!" end of discussion, I hang up the phone. Does he hate me so much that he just has to be nasty all of the time? Why do I care? What is wrong with me that I have to feel somehow his behavior is justified. Because I am somehow someway so damaged that the only thing I deserve is this kind of treatment. The shit of it is that when he walks thru the door he will act as if nothing happened. Then look at me and say "Meatloaf?" I will say "yep" and he will say something like "I'm not in the mood for that, can you fix me something else" - I at this point will literally want to throw the meatloaf at him, but no, I will just turn around, push the tears down, push the anger down, and fix him something else. What is wrong with me? I am truly a screwed up tortured person, but honestly I think I'm the one torturing myself.