My husband and I got married in late summer of 1987. My marriage never became what I thought it would be. It gradually went down hill, until 2004, when it crashed after we moved back to the state in which he grew up in.
In 2009, after years of frustration, I figured out that he must be passive aggressive. It ALL fit and it made sense. And I realized I wasn’t crazy after all.
So, this blog is my venting, my ranting, my thoughts in this insane situation in which I am at the moment. I wish I had started it years ago, but at least I am doing it now.
If you have stumbled across my blog in your search for answers about passive aggressive behavior, welcome. Even though much of my blog is my rants, there are answers here, too. Leave me a comment with your question and I will write a post for you about my personal experience and what I have learned about passive aggressive behavior. I wish you well.
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