Every relationship has its issues. There is no such thing as a perfect family or a perfect couple. But, how do you know when to say enough is enough? I will be the first to admit that I have a bad temper. But, over the past few months I have learned how to control it and how to bite my tongue on certain little things. I try to think about something before I say it. David on the other hand is still a hot head. I realize he has a lot going on with work, an ex-wife, two kids, and a me (the live-in girlfriend) but so what? Don't take that as I don't care... because god knows I care about him and love him and his kids with all of my heart. If something gets out of hand... then maybe you should simplify your life to where you can handle it. Or learn how to manage your stress better. Work issues should stay there. If you have had a long day at work and are a little stressed just take a deep breath and realize you are on your way home. To your family. That's a good thing. Deal with work at work. I realize that this is not an easy task.... but, when you walk into the door of your home you have to realize that they didn't do anything to you..... and anything that is going on can be handled. I caught myself in an interesting situation last night. I had been running around all day and getting stuff done that had to be done. I picked the kids up at 6pm and came home and started cooking dinner. David was shortly behind me. After dinner David had to deal with the kids and homework and going over graded papers that weren't all that great. These are the responsibilities of being a parent. I'm not the parent. I can't tell the kids what they can and can't do... and I certainly would never disicipline them. So, these thing are left to David. He had asked me to do something before dinner. Nothing major. Well, after dinner I had completely forgotten about it. Not intentionally. It just happened. Because I forgot David just flew off the handle. Yelling at me and saying I never do what I'm going to say. Newsflash though..... I do a lot around here. On top of being a full time laaw student I clean, cook, run errands, and do everything for his kids, and take care of my room mate who just had surgery. And for some reason I caught myself thinking...  is this truely the man I want to be with the rest of my life? Do I want to have a kid and raise him in this environment. No. I don't. Everything I was happy with and thinking about for the future just a couple of days ago has now become uncertain. I grew up in a house with yelling and fighting for no good reason. I refuse to be a part of that as an adult. I have a choice. This morning he apologized and said he didn't want to fight. I'm not fighting. I'm hurt. I did nothing. When we talked I had even told him that there was no way I will continue to live like this. For his sake and his kids sake I hope he can fix this. I will be ok no matter what happens.