• last year

I was furious about the fact that my unemployed husband forgot about my birthday. He didn't leave the couch for the whole day, and refused to help when I walked in with a huge bag of groceries.

That was the last straw! I packed my things and was ready to dump him.

He, of course, tried to stop me from leaving, but I pushed him away. Unfortunately, it was hard enough to make him fall down the stairs.

He ended up with memory loss, as he had no idea who I was upon waking up.

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