Yes, everything's my fault. Blame it all on me, I should be used to it by now. I'm sick to death of being made to feel like crap when I didn't do anything in the first place but people don't like admiting that THEY are wrong. THEY are perfect. THEY NEVER make mistakes. Well, I have a surprise for you, you are NOT perfect, far from it. Before opening your mouth CONSULT YOUR BRAIN FIRST. It saves peoples feelings, but you don't care about that, do you? I get a feeling you don't and it hurts like heck. I'm fed up of the really stupid, petty AVOIDABLE arguements that often esculates into rows and I don't want to be apart of it anymore. I keep quiet, and you think I'm ignorant. I say my piece and you still call me ignorant. WHAT DO I DO? Lose, lose situation. I'm fed up of you accusing me that I have a go at you ALL THE TIME, and you think I'm fed up of living here and all this other stupid bollox that ISN'T true. Examples: Yesterday. We were walking through town and there was a reconstruction of the crucifixion of Jesus. I stopped to take pictures but he didn't and I shouted but he didn't hear me. I said to him that I shouted and that's all I did, I just COMMENTED but he thought I was having a go at him and he said he can never do anything right and I am impatient etc It wasn't a big deal!! I just COMMENTED. So what if I only got one picture, SO WHAT?! Really, he took it waaaaaay wrong. But would he listen? Nope. Oh, and speaking of "it isn't a big deal".... The other day I went to a red cross event and just before I left I was looking for some chewing gums. He was looking hard but couldn't find any and I said, "it's ok, it's not a big deal" and he took that wrong way, too, and said if I keep my attitude up he is going to walk out. Today. We were in the supermarket and I got some milk. I was going through the checkout with my basket (including some other stuff) and he asked for the milk. I said it was in the bottom of the basket and I couldn't get it. But, it wasn't. I said "sorry, it wasn't in the basket it's just gone through the checkout", and he had a go at me for saying sorry!!! WTF?!!! WHY. Seriously, WHY?! He said he was fed up of me saying sorry. (I only said it twice today, once when I picked up wrong dog food, and at the milk event just then). I said I am fed up of the really petty stupid arguments, and he said: "Well who causes them, **my name**?" I didn't answer. I'm not just saying it, but I don't know where I'm going wrong. Seriously, I feel like I'm walking on eggshells because I don't know what is going to tick him off next! I'm fed up of it. I'm still crying. I've been crying so much I've got a stupid headache.