it goes from bad to worse...

So offiially my husband and his mom are at the end of their mutual ropes... so not only are we both litterally crashing in her house, my son the only one with a bed, she's trying to raise my little guy and vehimently defending her position. My husband finaly tried to put her in her place and tell her that when he get's hurt he'd like him to go to me before her... she got very upset and they were yelling at each other and she left.

I NEED to get out but my husband refuses. I hate him right now because not only does he not seem to see that I'm almost suicidal but he also can't see that I will be suicidal if I stay in the middle of this VERY awkward situation. I want to stay else where until my husband gets his shit together and finds a better job so he can fucking afford to take care of us and move us OUT of his mom's house. Freaking looser won't take another job because it makes him unhappy... oh bitch and whine like he's the most specail person in the world and he has to be happy, the only person on earth who is happy in their work. fuck.

I'm gonna have some ice cream, throw it up, cut myself, drink some blood, and have another beer. fuck, I should put that on a freaking nightly checklist.