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June 28, 2013

The Cost of Sanity

I get home tonight, and there's no one screaming at me and calling me a jackass. Last time she was here, I was hiding in the guest bedroom, cowering in fear in the dark like a wounded animal. Thinking....this isn't right. A man shouldn't have to hide in his own house. A man shouldn't be held hostage in his own house by a psychotic screaming woman.

So, I guess this is the cost of sanity. She leaves me and goes and terrorizes another poor hapless man. I should call him and offer him my condolences. Nah. He'll figure it out at some point, I'm sure.

Meanwhile, I think I'll go to sleep, alone, in my own bed, with no one screaming at me. And a nice cool breeze coming through the open window. And no psychotic women screaming.

Posted by Rob Kiser on June 28, 2013 at 12:39 AM

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