Hey Waffle Gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more Reddit stories.

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And let's crack on with today's first story. Much love, guys. Now today today's first story comes from the, Am I Overreacting

subreddit from 929-225, and it says, am I overreacting? Husband rubbed poo on my pillow.

Now, just a quick warning, before you do get into this, it does contain talk of domestic

abuse, and obviously there's going to be talk of poo within the story so

if you are eating at this moment in time you might want to skip the story totally up to you

and let's crack on with it a few years ago my husband was absolutely desperate to get pet guinea

pigs i was reluctant as i work a busy job and struggle with my health due to lupus.

I didn't want to be left to look after them myself.

He is very fickle and I knew he would get bored of them.

This did end up happening and after a couple of years my husband said he no longer wanted our guinea pig and we should take her to a rescue.

I was horrified as I believe we have made a commitment

to look after her and I'd be so sad to give her away. He then said the only way we could keep

her was if I took over all her care, mainly cleaning her cage. I was not happy with this because

of the reasons I mentioned above, but he said if I didn't agree, then she would have to go.

So I felt I had no choice.

One day I was cleaning her cage as he was continuing to refuse to do this, and he ended up getting

annoyed. I told him it was really unfair, as I wasn't feeling well and had been working until

7 p.m., whereas he'd been home from around 3pm.

This is the case most days.

I was using a rag to clean the cage and turned around and threw it in his direction and said he could finish it off.

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