yesterday was our anniversary and he drove 2 hours to buy himself an RC car I didn't trip b/c he have me money to buy my son a 4wheeler. about 10pm I felt sick and texted him I don't feel good and happy anniversary I love you. he didnt even say happy anniversary back! went to bed and I wake up just now and find a hennesey bottle in fridge. like happy fucking anniversary to you to! after all that I've done for you and spent money and time on you Nd I litearly never get shit but roses on mothers day. I'm so bitter so sad so depressed all the time. i hate my life. wish I had money and could work to leave with my children!