Sheesh

I walked our dog tonight. 11pm. My husband was asleep an I knew she would poop in the house if I didn’t. The night before he got mad I woke him up to do so, so I decided to walk her myself. I walk outside, my neighbor across the street was opening his garage to take his trash out as soon as I walked out. I waved and continued on my journey. Something told me a few houses up to “look back” and I seen him walking my way (which was weird because he was watching me) so I call my husband who was asleep and whisper “walk outside, please hurry. The neighbor gets up to me and starts talking (my husband is on the phone, listening) which the neighbor has no clue he is on there”. The neighbor tells me he doesn’t talk to be because he doesn’t know if my husband is jealous and how his wife doesn’t really like me (I’ve barely had any convos with them. They’re in their 60s.) I get home, and vent to my husband how scared I was and how I’m glad he got up and he says “YOU NEED TO SPEAK UP FOR YOURSELF” 😔 imagine that. Fucking. Imagine that. I was terrified and he (once again) made it my fault. Sometimes I hate being a women. Unfortunately, he doesn’t understand what happened to me the last time I “spoke up”… Or the time before that. We don’t have that luxury to “Just speak up” smh