Her poison spews forth from her mouth like the hatefulness of a thousand demons summoning their dark souls to come and destroy my soul. Her words are the fists of an abusive woman cutting at the flesh of the emotionally tormented man that was unfortunate enough to marry her. He is tough but the verbal beatings are like death by a thousand cuts, tearing at his willpower and rotting his soul from the heart she ripped out of him and destroyed. Her barrage is a relentless fury, unyielding until she gets the submission she wants, and can bark her orders with impunity, never allowing a thought or action that isnt approved by her. She calls him a child, and says she has to parent him as well as the kids, but does not realize how much he does to keep this house in order, failing to acknowledge even the chores and maintinence that he spends his free time conducting, while she lays in bed because "I'm tired." Which is the usual excuse for her complete lack of libido, extended to cover her behavior at any moment. It's a wonder neither of them have ever strayed from the marriage. Her disrespect for him and his lack of ever being touched by her. Her disgust for him is palpable. And yet they both stay, for the kids, and because neither could survive financially on their own. With the weight of the finances on his shoulders and her lack of independent income, neither is free or able to leave. And so he remains and giver her venom right back to her because he can no longer bear it on his own. His soul blackened by her daily hateful attacks.