My Husband Wouldn’t Listen to Me

So why didn’t I just shut up?

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I developed a bad habit while my marriage was crumbling.

I took our arguments to the car. It was the only place he couldn’t walk away from me. In my heartbroken mind, I finally had a captive audience. Certainly, in this environment, he would have the ability to hear my words.

Anyone will tell you I’m a talker.

But I used to be a fun communicator.

Always chatting and always laughing.

But when you live with a person who doesn’t listen to you, you begin to overtalk. The longer you stay, you become one long run-on sentence. Quite annoying really. The stress and frustration build while the behavior you’re desperately trying to address remains.

And then you escalate. To an ugly version of yourself. The injured inner being. But somehow it doesn’t stop you. The relationship, the person you love seems so valuable they are worth exhausting yourself…with the same words over and over.

It’s completely illogical.

That my husband not listening made me work harder to get his attention.

I call that period in my life, verbal vomiting.