Fucking forbid!!!

Fucking forbid you don't question why I had to work ten minutes late. Or yell at me as soon as we get in the door. Or tell me how shitty of a person I am for feeling underappreciated. Or belittle everything I do before I work so when you come home everything is easier for you.
Apparently because I want a little kindness and appreciation and get grumpy and mumble to myself when I don't get ANY that means I want you to leave. -.-
Or blame me for being in a bad mood because now you "work a real job and have to be up early".
Well Fuck, I wish I had the shift you do!, that biggest difference is that I wouldn't come home and bitch about being tired and take a nap EVERY DAY. I would enjoy my afternoons! There's so much time in a day and you waste it because you're lazy and can't take doing actual work. You may work early but on days I work evenings I get up 2 hours after you do and clean the house and cook and do everything I can to make your time after work better... I practically have to BEG you to make dinner when I work late. Generally I have to come home and cook too or you're grumpy!!!
How can we possibly both be Libras when I try to balance my life and you let the scales fall to one side?
And through everything, you only see your side. You walk through life with blinders on, hoping I'll clear the way for you or bitching when I can't keep up.
Grow the Fuck up. You're older than me. Be Fucking responsible, at least partially, for our lives and don't complain that I want and NEED your help...
Why do I keep putting up with this? Oh yeah, I love the asshole...