When I was married, my then-husband used to say, “Why didn’t you tell me if you wanted something.” I did. I told him what I wanted. He didn’t hear it.
“I didn’t hear you. You should have said more clearly,” he said. I said again and again. He didn’t hear me. Eventually I screamed and yelled.
“Why do you have to scream at me? You crazy woman!” he said. “What do you want to me to do? “ he said. I told him to help me to do something. He said, “I don’t want to do that.”
And I was the short tempered always angry bitch. If you are not heard, again and again and again, even a mostly peaceful auntie like me could be violently angry.