Doing so was very simple. I took my hidden 2nd key and went driving while she was at work. When she came home, she saw the lettering on my tires wasn't in exactly the same position as they were this morning. She memorizes this every morning when she leaves. She lost her mind.

You see, I'm not allowed to drive, or have my debit or credit cards, lest I drive off to meet "some whore" or buy some alcohol.

I'm not a pussy. My first marriage ended in divorce and I was in a bad way. I met her when she used to attend my band's concerts. She loved my whisky-drinking blues guitarist persona (it was exaggerated). She took videos and photos of us. This is how she worked her way into my life.

She claimed we had sooo much in common. She sent me videos of artists I loved until late hours of the night. She brought me food at work. She bought me prime-quality booze and vintage guitar amps. She was a sweet, kind woman who was abused by her evil, right-wing ex-husband who was a traditionalist Catholic who only accepted Latin Mass. She came from money.

I fell for it. I was her big 6'4" he-man savior. She played that up. I married her. But right after the wedding she began tearing into me. All those things which attracted her to me were now "problems." No more music. No more guitar ("you love that guitar more than me"), no more playing live gigs ("you just love the attention of all those sluts"). She now says she hates the music I love.

She went through my phone and now makes things that happened years before I married her into a huge issue to bitch about. She talked to old girlfriends. She projected the worst of her ex-husband onto me and seemed disappointed and bored when I wasn't similarly cruel and held me in contempt. Anything I do, say, or watch that doesn't meet her pre-approved standards sends her into an existential crisis that never seems to end. Thank God I resisted her pressure to have a kid.

So here I am. Walking on eggshells again. This is representative of the texts I get almost daily. btw, I've never cheated on her:

"Justify yourself as you see fit. I dont have to look for reasons to be angry or upset. As I said, you have lied for 9 years, cheated, and been abusive in other ways. I have tried to maintain a relationship as best I could. It is unfortunate that it is not the googly-eyed teenager style relationship you want."

When I was dating her she used to say: "oh, you're the man I've always wanted!" She was googly-eyed over me and chased me from gig to gig. As soon as I married her, I became the useless fool who can't do anything right. She leaves the house in the morning bitching and complaining, texts me during the day complaining, and comes through the door in the afternoon bitching and complaining. The best I can get is silence, but I know that just means she's thinking of things to bitch about later.

And she wonders why I might want to drink!

But I've learned my lesson. I'll never get married again. No way. I'd rather live in a cave with my dog than live like this. Never again.