Shit, crap, shit, crap, shit, crap, shit crap
I hate it when my husband makes me feel this way. I must remain silent, subservient and respectful. I must be seen and not heard. I must listen and follow instructions, do as I’m told and do not share my opinion. I am always wrong and he is always right. His way is better than my way. I must remember the rules and only speak if it is truly necessary, if it does not interrupt him or disrespect him. (Even though disrespect is generally me having a different opinion) I am small and is important.