In His Own Words: Quiet lives of desperation
“Six months into our marriage, I was taking a nap. I was on winter break from college and she was working. Typically, she would call me two to three times a day, which I now know was about her abandonment and control issues. She was checking up on me even then. She called, heard the grogginess in my voice and literally ripped me a new asshole. ‘How dare you take a nap while I’m here hard at work?! You are such an insensitive, selfish prick!'”