Originally Posted by
lizatola 
The best was when he started getting on me about how I protect our son and he called him "His Lordship".
I hear you.
My STBXAH is jealous of our children, all boys.
"Where is my packed lunch?"
"No-one washes my clothes for me!"
"I've got a cold too!"
Um hello? These are children I am caring for. I refuse to be the caretaker of a grown adult who has the ability to do this shiz for himself. (I think this, I do not say it out aloud because I have detached.)
If I were to say it out aloud he would spin it and spin it and spin it until I was gas lighted to level 11. Wish I knew this stuff years ago.
I sometimes get a really bad back. I used to ask him to rub arthritis cream into the sore spot. He never did. He refused. Instead he would whine loudly:
"No-one ever offers to give me a massage."
No-one ever offers to give me a massage... 