Mine too was a psychobitchfromhell. Truth is i'd started to miss the meetings just to get a bit of peace. If she was going to a meeting it was great to have the place to myself, bottle of wine and a video.
There were many occasions when she'd be screaming, slamming doors all because i would not want to go the meeting. It was more of an embarassment to her that she had to give an excuse as to why i wasn't there. Her favourite scream was, " I married a Jehovah's Wintess, now look at you! ". All of these fits would be with a "You bastard! You fucking bastard!", if only the witnesses knew her foul mouth.
It would turn physical at times too, eventually when i told her i was leaving she tried to headbutt a large pane of glass in the front window. How she didn't smash it i don't know, it was only a single pane and it was bending as she butted it.
Anyhow all that was 11 years ago this month and i still get a horrible feeling come over when i think about it, i'm feeling it now. But, life moves on. She still has her issues, we still have our moments but she has mellowed. She's also left herself over the last 2 or 3 years and somehow that's been put down as my fault.
I have three wonderful kids that have come from this. My two lads i took snorkelling tonight and spent a summers evening with them by a local lake with friends. I now look at moments like this and think well it wasn't all bad.
Paul