@reddit22888: AT A BACKYARD BARBECUE, MY HUSBAND'S STEPDAUGHTER POINTED HER FINGER IN MY FACE AND BARKED, "DO YOUR JOB, MAID." I SNAPPED, "WATCH YOUR MOUTH." MY HUSBAND RUSHED OVER, SLAPPED ME, AND YELLED, "YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A POOR FREELOADER. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE." I DIDN'T SAY A WORD. I QUIETLY PACKED MY THINGS AND LEFT. THE NEXT MORNING, HE CALLED ME IN A PANIC. FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE, I HEARD MY HUSBAND CRYING.