I have been Married or I should say now in prison of a bad Marriage. You try to be nice but I find it harder to be nice. In example. I go out to get some items this morning and thinking of the Witch whom O married a young man complains about the bear Claws I bought. I threw them out. I told her anytime I do something it is always wrong. I feel like I am In a perpetual fight with Her. She has woken me up with a gun and taser. Has hit me with a club while I was sleeping. I ask what here favorite sicknesses are today. I tell her not to do a damn thing for me. I do not want to be obligated other in any way shape or form. I think of the movie Norbit when I think of the Witch.
Nag Bitch Complaining