Sigh, I’m just looking for a place to pour out my heart. I think I’ve developed a hatred for my husband. We’ve been TTC (Trying To Conceive) for a few years plus as I’m dealing with PCOS. He’s rarely home because of work, and I’m always alone. I do business from home and I’m also job hunting. There was a day he called, we were talking, and I just wanted to explain to him how tired and stressed I was because of the medications I’d been on. He just got angry and kept saying hurtful things to me (that I’m a joy killer, I’m always moody, I shouldn’t pour my life problems on him). I’m so broken at this point. We’ve not talked for days now. There’s nobody close to me, and right now, I feel like I’m getting depressed and suicidal. I’ve been crying nonstop (tears don’t come out of my eyes again). Before this, we weren’t fighting so I don’t know where all that came from. I called him several times; he didn’t pick up my calls, so I stopped calling. I really don’t know what to do anymore. I never offended him in any way.
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