None of his Business

Well, my husband seems to be on to something. When I came downstairs last night, after waking up from a few hours of sleep, I found him still awake on the couch. When I started to go back upstairs, he said, "Goodnight Sula!". I found the same text message on my phone, and another message asking to be my friend on Facebook.

Part of me doesn't care and part of me is outraged that he seems to be snooping around. He said he saw my picture on Facebook, with my pen name Sula.

I told him some of what I'm doing, but that it is none of his business. I said, this is like my Al-Anon meeting. I don't go around and follow you to your AA meetings and see what you want to vent about. It's none of my business.

He was taken aback by me saying it was none of his business, but that's how I feel. If I know he is going to be reading everything I write, I don't think I can be completely honest. This is my blog, and it is none of his business.

More-so with my father-in-law. He goes off on rants even when I say simple things, like No, thank you. I can't imagine what his reaction to this blog would be. Probably an explosion. I don't need that. I have actually been feeling much better getting all this toxic shit out of my system.

My headache is back!