I’m not a f****** mindreader! You’re mad at me because I took the kids to the library, and you wanted to come too? Why the hell didn’t you say you wanted to come? You were standing right there when I said we were going. You’re literally mad at me for not reading your mind and knowing you wanted to come too. You would think, after 14 years together, you would get it. You do this about once a week – get mad at me because I didn’t “pick up on your signals”. Here, pick up this signal: IF YOU WANT SOMETHING, F****** SAY SOMETHING ABOUT IT. SOMETHING DIRECT, LIKE, “I WANT THAT THING.”