I am not a “piece of shit”.

My opinion is as valid as anyones. Taking two rats camping and leaving the other behind is silly. They’d be better off in the house, together, so they can communicate (even though they hate each other). SB is ostracising Yogi, like he does to my eldest. He hates being challenged, he hates it when I’m right. He wants his own way all the time. He is not right on this matter and because he disagrees with me on the fact that if he doesn’t take the two rats with us that they WON’T lose their handlability for the three days we’ll be away, he wants to break up. Childish attitude…and I’m the “teenager”?? All I want is to be fair to all three of the animals. All this talk of “I’m going to get Yogi put down/give Yogi away/can’t handle your kids/all I am is your bitch……

I didn’t ask him to be my “bitch”. I work more than he does, gardening business and holding down my own job (yes I only bring home a crappy £530 after tax but it’s comething, and I work hard at it), but it only pays the odd bill when he’s not buying things for himself, or the fish, or the rats, or making his friends happy visiting them and buying petrol we can’t really afford and this makes us struggle with electric, gas and food.

Oh and cigarettes…. I will not be told what to do, how to treat myself. Putting me down verbally will not make me see the light and come arount to your point of view. It will not make me like you. It does the opposite. Gradually, the love I once had is fading into confusion and bitterness.

And, I don’t want to get married!!!!!!