Reddit Stories - Spouse received a SIGNIFICANT ADVANCEMENT at work and began arriving home later. EVENTUALLY,

Episode Date: January 28, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationships #worklife #communication #marriage #supportSummary: A spouse received a significant advancement at work, leading to later arrivals home. This change created tension in the relationship, as the partner felt neglected and unsure about the future. Eventually, they had a heartfelt conversation to address feelings and expectations, strengthening their bond and understanding.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationships, worklife, communication, marriage, support, couple, advancement, feelings, tension, conversation, understanding, bond, expectations, home, late arrivalsBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

Episode with two stories, first part. I hope you enjoy this story. Spouse received a significant advancement at work and began arriving home later. Eventually, I discovered a $5,000 receipt for accessories, pictures with a different lady, and he allowed her to collect our children from school. Without telling me. Obligatory throwaway account because my friends and family use Reddit. All names have been changed and some minor details altered for privacy.

I honestly never thought I'd be posting here, but I really need advice and maybe just to get this off my chest. I, 34F, have been married to my husband Mark, 35M, for 10 years. We have two kids, a daughter, eight, and a son, five. Up until six months ago, I thought we had the perfect life, good jobs, a nice house in the suburbs, family vacations. Now I'm watching my marriage implode and trying to understand how my husband went from being an amazing father and partner to someone I honestly don't even recognize anymore. Let me start from the beginning. Mark and I met in our mid-20s through mutual friends at a housewarming party. He was everything I was looking for, charismatic, ambitious, and seemingly genuine in his desire to build a future together. We dated for two years,

during which he showed me nothing but love, respect, and dedication. When he proposed during a quiet evening at home, because he knew I hated public proposals, I thought I had found my forever person. We got married in a small ceremony surrounded by family and friends. The early years were wonderful, we both had promising careers, supported each other's dreams, and worked together to build our life. We bought our dream house in the suburbs, a beautiful colonial with a big backyard where we planned to raise our family. When our daughter Emma arrived three years into our marriage, Mark was the perfect father, taking paternity leave and handling midnight feedings like a champion. Lucas followed three years later, and our family felt complete.

Mark worked in corporate sales while I managed accounts at a marketing firm. We both earned good money, but Mark's career really took off about five years into our marriage. He climbed the corporate ladder steadily, and I was genuinely proud of his success. We had a comfortable life, took nice vacations, and were able to start college funds for both kids. More importantly, we seemed happy. Sure, we had normal married couple disagreements, but we always worked through them together. Everything started changing about eight months ago when Mark got promoted to regional director at his company. The position came with a significant pay raise and more responsibilities, which we both knew would mean some adjustments to our family life. At first, the changes were subtle and

completely understandable. The late nights at work became more frequent, which made sense given his new role overseeing teams across multiple states. He'd missed dinner with us maybe once or twice a week, but he always texted ahead to let me know and would try to make it up by spending extra time with the kids on weekends. I was supportive of his career growth and tried to manage things at home to make his transition easier. I took on more of the childcare responsibilities, handled all the household chores, and tried to be understanding when he seemed stressed or distant. The dynamic shifted gradually but unmistakably. The missed dinners turned into missed weekends. His texts became shorter, more impersonal, often just working late or don't wait up. He started coming home late

smelling of unfamiliar cologne, claiming he'd borrowed it from a colleague after going to the gym. When I tried to talk to him about the changes in our relationship, he'd get defensive and accuse me of not supporting his career advancement. He'd remind me that his new position was benefiting our whole family and that I was being selfish for complaining about his long hours. The first real red flag came when I noticed changes in our finances. Mark and I had always maintained a joint account for household expenses and savings while keeping separate accounts for our personal spending, an arrangement that had worked well for our entire marriage. One day, while logging in to pay our monthly bills, I noticed several large transfers from our joint account to an account I didn't

recognize. These weren't small amounts, we're talking thousands of dollars at a time. When I brought it up that evening, Mark brushed it off as business expenses that would be reimbursed soon. He explained that sometimes he needed to front money for client entertainment and corporate events, and the reimbursement process could take a few weeks. It sounded plausible enough, especially given his new position. But something about his explanation felt rehearsed. I might have believed him if it weren't for what happened next. While doing laundry one weekend, I found a receipt in his pocket from a high-end jewelry store for a $5,000 bracelet purchased two weeks before.

My birthday had passed months ago, and our anniversary wasn't for another six months. The kids were too young for such an expensive gift, and none of our close relatives had birthdays coming up. When I confronted him about it, Mark's reaction was explosive. He accused me of spying on him and invading his privacy, saying he was allowed to to spend his own money however he wanted. He stormed out and didn't come home that night, claiming he needed to cool off at a friend's house. That's when I started paying closer attention to everything. Mark had changed all his passwords on his devices and accounts, but he'd forgotten

about our shared cloud storage where our family photos were automatically backed up. New photos had started appearing, pictures of him with a woman I'd never seen before, at restaurants and hotels I knew we'd never visited together. They looked intimate, comfortable with each other in a way that made my stomach churn. In some photos, they were dressed up for what looked like business events, in others, they were clearly on personal outings, holding hands or sharing private moments. I was still trying to figure out how to handle this discovery when Mark said he needed to go on a two-week business trip to Europe. He claimed it was a last-minute requirement from corporate, but I'd never known his company to arrange international trips without weeks of advance planning.

I decided to do some serious digging while he was away. As it turned out, the Europe trip wasn't entirely a lie, he did have some business meetings there. But expense reports showed he'd extended the trip by a week and Sarah had joined him for part of it, all charged to our joint account. Those two weeks gave me the time and space I needed to compile everything I'd discovered. Through our joint account records, I found recurring payments for an apartment lease. The lease had started three months after his promotion. There were also numerous charges from upscale restaurants, hotels, and shopping destinations, all on dates when he claimed to be working late or traveling for business.

The amounts were staggering, especially considering these were clearly personal expenses being paid from our joint account. But the final straw came when Emma innocently mentioned that Daddy's friends said, had picked her up from school one day when I was stuck in a meeting. I had never authorized anyone named Sarah to pick up my children, and Mark had never mentioned this person to me. When I checked with the school, they confirmed that Mark had added this woman to the approved pickup list months ago, listing her as a family friend. The thought of this stranger, who I now suspected was the woman from the photos, having access to my children made me feel

physically ill. That's when I knew I needed professional help. I contacted a person. I contacted a a lawyer and began methodically documenting everything. My lawyer advised me to keep things as normal as possible while we built our case, which was honestly one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. For six excruciating weeks, I maintained the facade of a normal marriage while gathering evidence. I discovered he'd been systematically moving money not just from our joint accounts into private accounts, but also making withdrawals from our investment accounts. He was clearly preparing for a future I wasn't meant to be part of. Living this double life, being both the supportive wife and the betrayed spouse gathering evidence, took a tremendous toll on me. I lost weight, couldn't sleep,

and found myself jumping every time my phone buzzed with a notification. My close friends noticed the change in me, but I couldn't bring myself to tell them what was happening. I felt ashamed, as if somehow Mark's betrayal was a reflection on me. But last week Mark came home earlier than usual and announced he needed to talk. He sat me down at our kitchen table and, told me he thought we should separate. He claimed we'd grown apart and that he needed space to figure things out. He had already found an apartment, he said, and thought it would be best if he moved out immediately. What he didn't know was that I was prepared for this conversation. When he finished his speech, I calmly placed a folder on the table between us. Inside was everything I'd discovered. His face went

pale as he realized what he was looking at. That's when everything spilled out. Sarah wasn't just a colleague, she was someone he'd met at a conference last year, and they'd been seeing each other for months. The apartment wasn't new, it was where they'd been meeting all along. The money he'd been moving wasn't for business expenses, it was his escape fund for a new life with her. He'd been planning to leave for months, carefully orchestrating his exit while keeping up appearances. I let him talk, let him try to justify his actions. He claimed he hadn't meant for it to happen, that it had started as just friendship and evolved into something more.

He said he tried to fight his feelings for her but couldn't. He even had the audacity to suggest that our marriage had been struggling for years, despite all evidence to the contrary. When he finished, I simply handed him another document, the divorce papers my lawyer had prepared. His expression shifted from shock to anger to resignation and in the span of seconds. He took the papers without a word and left the house. That was three days ago. I'm still processing everything that's happened, trying to figure out how to move forward.

The kids are staying with my sister this weekend while I sort things out. My lawyer assures me we have a strong case for a favorable divorce settlement given the evidence we've gathered, especially regarding his financial deceptions and unauthorized use of our joint funds. but that small comfort when I think about how our family has been torn apart. I would appreciate any advice from others who have been through something similar. How did you explain it to your kids? How did you move forward? How long did it take before things started feeling normal again?

Edit, thank you for all the supportive comments and messages. To address some common questions, my lawyer and I have been thorough with protecting ourselves legally and financially. I've made copies of all financial records, text messages, photos, and other evidence, storing them in multiple locations, cloud storage, USB drives at my sister's house, and hard copies with my lawyer. We've documented all bank statements, credit card bills, and investment account records from the past 18 months, along with photos and screenshots of everything suspicious, including that jewelry receipt and apartment lease. My lawyer keeps reminding me to record any new development as they happen. As for the kids' situation at school, we're trying to maintain some stability by keeping

them at their current school for now. The administration and their teachers are aware of what's happening, and the guidance counselor is keeping an extra eye on them. We immediately revoked Mark's girlfriend's pickup authorization after everything came to light. Since their current school is closer to Mark's place, I'm looking into other options for next semester, specifically focusing on schools in my area that have good counseling services. I've taken several steps to secure our finances. All three joint credit cards are frozen, and I've opened a new personal account at a different bank for my paychecks. Every password has been changed, email, social media, banking, phone, everything. I set up credit monitoring to catch any new accounts he might try to open. I've documented all the money he's moved or withdrawn

recently and created a detailed spreadsheet of our assets and debts. I'm also putting aside whatever I can in a separate account for legal fees. The current custody and living situation is temporary but stable. I have primary custody with Mark getting every other weekend, supervised for now. He has to give 24-hour notice before contacting the kids. I'm staying in the house with them, and I've changed all the locks and security system codes. I also installed security. I also installed security cameras around the house. Maybe paranoid, but better safe than sorry. I'm keeping a detailed log of all his visits and interactions with the kids. Update number one, it's been three weeks since my last post, and I want to thank everyone who commented with support and advice.

Your stories and suggestions have been incredibly helpful during this difficult time. A lot has happened, and I need to share the updates. The divorce proceedings are underway, and it's been interesting, to say the least. Mark initially tried to claim that he should get 50% custody of the kids, despite having spent minimal time with them over the past year. When my lawyer presented evidence of his absences, including detailed records of missed events and the unauthorized school pickup situation with Sarah,

the tone of those discussions quickly changed. His lawyer has since suggested a more realistic custody arrangement. The financial aspect has been more complicated than we initially thought. We discovered that Mark had been moving more money than I initially realized, not just from our joint accounts and investment portfolios, but from our children's college funds as well. When confronted about this in mediation, he claimed he was protecting the money, but couldn't explain why he needed to protect it from me, their mother. The mediator and his own lawyer seemed unimpressed with this explanation.

We also uncovered that he had opened several credit cards in his name alone and charged significant amounts to them, presumably for his life with Sarah. While these aren't technically joint debts, the fact that he used our shared resources to make payments on them is becoming a major point of contention in the divorce negotiations. The kids are struggling, but we're getting professional help. I found a wonderful child therapist who specializes in divorce cases, and both Emma and Lucas have started seeing her weekly. Emma's having a harder time than her brother, she's old enough to understand more of what's

happening, and she's angry with her father. She refuses to talk to him during his scheduled phone calls and had a meltdown when he tried to take her to dinner last week. Lucas just seems confused and keeps asking when Daddy's coming home. The therapist says these are normal reactions and we need to give them time to process everything. Mark's attempts to maintain his image in our social circle have been almost comical. He's been telling everyone who'll listen that our marriage had been failing for years and that he only stayed for the kids. Our mutual friends know better, they've seen how he changed over the past year and how happy we were before that. Several have shown me messages from him trying to convince them to take his side, but they've been surprisingly supportive of me.

Sarah, his girlfriend, finally reached out to me last week. Apparently, she had no idea Mark was still living with me and the kids, he told her we'd been separated for over a year and were just keeping up appearances for family reasons. When she discovered the truth through mutual acquaintances, she ended things with him. Now he's angry at both of us, as if we're somehow responsible for the consequences of his actions. She apologized profusely and offered to provide a statement for my lawyer about when their relationship started and what Mark had told her about our marriage. I'm focusing on rebuilding my life one day at a time. I've started therapy for myself, returned to my yoga practice, and am spending more quality time

with the kids. I've also started looking into going back to work full-time. I had scaled back to part-time when Lucas was born, but now I need to think about supporting my family on my own. The lawyer fees are substantial, but everyone assures me it's worth it to have proper representation given the complexity of our situation. Mark's behavior continues to be erratic. Some days he's apologetic and wants to talk about reconciliation, now that Sarah's gone, other days he's angry and threatening. My lawyer has advised me to document all communication and only interact with him through official channels or in the presence of witnesses. Update number two, final, Hey everyone. Sorry for taking so long to update. Life has been absolutely crazy with the

divorce proceedings, work, the kids, and everything else. I know some of you have been messaging me asking for updates. Thank you for your support, and I finally have time to sit down and write this. Eight months have passed since my last update, and after what feels like endless court appearances, mediation sessions, and legal back and forth, we've finally reached a resolution. The divorce was finalized last week after nearly a year of proceedings, and the terms are better than I expected, largely thanks to the evidence we gathered and Mark's increasingly erratic behavior during the proceedings. The turning point in the legal negotiations came about six months into the proceedings when Mark tried to claim our house as his primary residence, despite having lived in his apartment

alone for months after Sarah left him, in an attempt to force its sale. To everyone's surprise, he managed to convince Sarah to come to a mediation session as his character witness. I guess he thought she'd help his case since they'd been together. That backfired spectacularly when she instead told the truth about their relationship timeline and his lies, directly contradicting statements he'd made under oath about when their relationship began. I later found out he'd promised to make things right with her if she helped him, but she chose to be honest instead. His attempt to control the narrative completely fell apart after that.

The mediator's report was scathing, noting Mark's pattern of deception and financial impropriety. In the end, I'm keeping the house and primary custody of the kids. Mark got his precious apartment in his car, plus visitation writes that he'll probably barely use, judging by his recent behavior. He's been ordered to pay back the money he took from the children's college funds, plus child support and a portion of my legal fees. The financial settlement was more favorable than we initially hoped. The judge was particularly unimpressed with Mark's unauthorized use of our joint funds in his attempts to hide assets. He's required to repay every penny he took from the kid's college funds, plus interest, and the division of assets took into account

his previous spending on Sarah. His company's HR department also got involved after discovering he'd been falsifying expense reports to cover some of his personal spending, which led to him being placed on probation at work. We've had to make some adjustments to the custody schedule. Mark's visits are now strictly supervised after he tried to introduce the kids to a new girlfriend without consulting me or their therapist. Yes, he's already dating someone new. The supervision requirement will be reviewed in six months, depending on his behavior and the children's progress in therapy. For now, it's working well, the kids feel safer, and there's less drama during handoffs. As for me, I'm starting to feel like myself again. I've reconnected

with old friends, started a small side business doing freelance marketing work from home, and am even thinking about dating again, though that's way in the future. To everyone going through something similar, it gets better. Focus on yourself and your kids, document everything, and don't be afraid to ask for help. There's life after betrayal, and sometimes it's better than you could have imagined. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. Selfish relatives claim I coerced my father-in-law into providing us with additional inheritance funds. I understand their perspective, but allow me to explain. My spouse and I previously had a strong bond with him.

Her parents and Sill A few weeks ago was my sister's birthday so we did a barbecue, the two sides of the family don't mix, my sis has never met Sill, so it's not weird we didn't invite them. My wife mentioned the barbecue to Sill who said how much they always enjoy leftovers from our BBQs, so my wife offered her a box, she said yes and we left it at the in-laws for her.

Since then every time we've gone to the in-laws, my sill slash bill's cars have been in the layby outside, we asked Phil, he says Bill parks each night, walks home, fetches Sill's car and drives back, then walks home again, he does this in reverse each morning. He told Phil there's parking issues at home. Lockdown is relaxed so yesterday we saw everybody all at once in my in-law's garden. Again, both cars were parked in the layby outside so I asked how come they took two cars. My bill said parking is really difficult where they live, not true, and he just prefers to park where he knows there will be a space. He had walked there, taken a car home, then driven everyone back. My wife said, could he try and squeeze up because

parking there makes it so much easier with baby and toddler compared to crossing the road? But he said, No, you can't get three cars on there, you can. My sill said not nice when something's used up before you get yours, is it? We didn't ask what she meant. Last night my wife texted her sister, apparently we have upset them badly and the car thing is payment. We had no idea but it starts from when my wife's grandma died a year ago. Her will was very outdated and paid for my wife and sill to get driving lessons. They both already drive so her dad just split the money down the middle between them. It was about 10,000 pounds.

A god sent for us we had a fairly new car so traded up to a proper dad wagon. We had 1,800 pounds left which we gave back. We didn't know but this was. Then given to Sill, this started problems because Sill slash Bill worked out that we got 18,000 pounds for a car, trade in plus 8K from Grandma, and they only got 12,000 pounds, they think all the money should have gone to one pool then split in half. Instead they got our leftovers, they have been looking at everything we do as an insult and the barbecue we sent was the last straw. My Sill referred to it as table scraps and said it was insulting, this morning we went to the in-laws to talk about. It an I said to my wife if they ask why you're asking are you going to explain that, Sill, is being a big old greedy twat.

And it turns out my Sill was in the garden, she shouted what did you FNG call me and now I'm obviously in trouble, she kept yelling so I took the dog and walked home, my wife sent me a message do you want me to tell her you said sorry and I said ha ha no and she responded not helping. I am pretty certain I was not the asshole here originally, but I'd appreciate an outside perspective. Now my big mouth has upset my wife slash in-laws which does make me in the wrong for sure on that side. More info, so, first of all, I'm in the UK and I was definitely trying to use the term lightly. My mill referred to the postman as a cheeky twat just yesterday for taking a shortcut across her lawn so it's in pretty common use in the family. Screaming F.K. in front of

children isn't though, and I am probably getting the blame for that. Someone else just said to me, well, you didn't build the bonfire alone, but you definitely threw the match which I I think sums it up pretty well, my wife says she's on. My side, but before I open my mouth big and wide like always there weren't any sides, just a misunderstanding. Now, let me give a detailed explanation of the grandma's inheritance debacle. So, my wife's grandma died without a proper will and everything went to my fill. Her grandma was 94 when she died and it always said since she was who, 70 that she never wanted to go into an old folks home to, allow that to happen. My fill drove up there two, three times a week for at least the last ten years. That's a 110 mile round trip each time

and in the last few months before she died it was every day, except when my work travel let me call in so he could have a day off, anyway, amongst her things my Phil found a notebook, like a half will and half diary, and spent months and months trying to work out what his mother would have wanted for everyone and then took to sharing out his money accordingly. This is how he split that he gave both families 8k initially, this was from grandma's estate. Phil reached out to every family member he could and gave everyone 2K each. Our youngest wasn't born yet, but he insisted on including her. This caused one of the problems, my Phil and Bill think we pressured Phil into this. His mother was always worried about anyone feeling left out and this is 100% what she would have wanted,

although many of us tried to persuade him to keep more for himself. He then spent about six months working out his mom's finances. She had little bits of money all over. Literally dozens of accounts, and the car money came out of that, an investment account with about 20k in it. She had written that she had specifically opened this account for driving lessons slash cars for my wife and her sister, so we spent what we got on a car upgrade and returned the rest. We felt this honored her wishes but didn't want to take advantage of Phil when he is retired and were not, and it was his money. He also sold her bungalow and we had to stop him from trying to give all.

That away too, definitely, none of us have the right to feel hard done by. We also got to go on holiday with the family because Grandma had left several thousand pounds and an account specifically for that. It was three weeks in Italy and the best holiday I've ever had. Sill and her family didn't come because Bill had just started his own business and couldn't come away. I've now found out they wanted to go but had to ask Phil for their share in cash because they were really struggling with money so.

When we sent them postcards and took them gifts it was like rubbing salt. into the wound but we honestly didn't realize and we were really sorry my niece and nephew couldn't come. In summary, our family and Sills family both got 8k initially, split 2K each for two parents and two kids in each family, then 10k more each a few months later, and the holiday, meaning each family got a total of 18K from our share. We returned 1.8K, anyway, with this whole drama, it would have probably been better if. We had not returned the money, my wife says there is more stuff, and she will talk to me about it later. I will wait and see what she says,

but I am starting to think I am definitely in the wrong here. Update. I have talked to my wife. She has been talking to her sister all afternoon and she is probably going to stay at her mom's tonight to talk more. From what has been said today, it looks like an honest misunderstanding has got out of hand and my sill and Bill have taken a lot of things badly that I really didn't.

T mean, I am very thick-skinned and always think, ah, they probably didn't. T mean it like that to anything offensive and it has. has caused problems in the past when I forget not everyone thinks. This way, my big mouth has got me in trouble a lot in the past. My sill was uncomfortable raising this and Bill started parking the cars in that way so that my wife would notice and they could talk it through. Unfortunately we have not really paid attention and they thought we were deliberately refusing to mention it.

I have listed some things below that my wife has talked about today and I 100% see where everyone is coming from but I genuinely didn't know most of this was going on and didn't. mean to upset anyone. Dash my Phil included our unborn daughter in the inheritance from his mom, Sill and Bill are convinced I pressured him into this. When she was born he gave her a check for 1,000 pounds, he has done this for all his grandkids, and I said something like, wow, the richest baby in all the land.

And they both took this badly, like I had won the argument and was gloating, they have it in their heads that I think I am entitled to inheritance because I used to visit their grandma, but it was only because my work took me close and their dad was driving over 100 miles every day to look after her. Phil had settled this but when I said that it just confirmed their suspicions. Dash the first time we saw them after Corona started being a thing my Bill told me he quit his job in February to start his own business. I said, You bad timing, meaning that with CV-19 it is an awful time to try and get a business going. Both Bill and Sil took this very badly and believed I was criticizing his business idea. I definitely am not.

an area I know anything about, but I didn't notice how upset they were. Dash the thing with the car I have already explained but this is where the whole leftovers thing comes from. When her dad gave them the extra money he said it was our leftovers as a joke. I never used this phrase and I did not know he had given this money to them. She told my wife that they have to have two cars and could not afford what we got, a Kia Sportage, and when I took it round to show them I was really rubbing it in her husband's face, this I feel really awful about because I did ring him on my way home and I did want to show off. I have never had a car that knew before, I genuinely didn't know they had money problems. Dash in the past few months I have said a lot of

things that looking back really does look like I was trying to get at them. When lockdown started, they didn't have a PC so I got them our laptop and printer so the kids could do their schoolwork. Bill got some games for it but they wouldn't run. It's not a gaming KC. So he wasted his money there which caused a big fight, Sill asked me by text how old the laptop was and I replied to no, a couple of years. Which she took again as leftovers, when I got her text I did not realize an argument was going on at home. Dash when I got the laptop I saw our old Xbox 360 and we in the cupboard and said we might as well pass them on, we're never going to use them again. They are not a tech heavy family and have never had a console

to my knowledge so my nephew and niece were real happy but Bill knows that is some old tech and was not impressed, again I didn't T know this. On a family Zoom call I asked my nephew if he played Skyrim and when he said no I made a big show of saying I only gave him the Xbox so we could talk about Skyrim for hours and he should play it. Well after the call he told Sil slash Bill that I said I had given the Xbox to him not the family and he should be allowed to play it. I don't think I am to blame for this argument, but it is definitely my words that have led to it. Dash the barbecue thing, I love cooking and whenever I do barbecue I keep going for several hours to do barbecue boxes for various family and friends, I believe they are quite generous,

for example the ones after my sister's birthday each had half a chicken and along with some ribs, sausages, and a steak skewer, I always always call these boxes leftover so no one feels awkward taking it. It is not meant to indicate that it isn't good food or anything. When I took them to my in-laws no one was in and the boxes were not the same, no spicy coatings. So I wrote Sills lovely leftovers and marker pen on her box and put them both in the fridge, after the thing with the car, the laptop, the Xbox and everything it really, really looked like I was just trying to rub it in that we have more money than them and make her as angry as possible. So yeah, I have not been trying to upset anyone but with my big mouth, I can see from their point of view I am 100% the asshole, each individual thing I can kind of explain but, when you take it all together it's pretty awful, I know people are saying I'm not at fault and I

appreciate that, it is helping me feel better about things. But Sill slash Bill have been arguing a lot over the last few months and every single argument they can trace back to something I've said or done which kicked it off. In one way or another. A lot of the time they thought I knew about an argument they had, or like the money thing with my fill, but I honestly didn't know and didn't realize my comments were upsetting them. I didn't mean to start to wear thin when you hear the 10th different way you caused a screaming match. I can remember my own granddad saying to me after I dropped something on his head just because it was an accident doesn't mean it didn't hurt and I need to respect that I have caused a lot of pain that hurts just the same regardless of how it was

met at the time. And BTW, my wife didn't even mention the name calling from this morning when she came home.