Well, let me tell ya, this whole thing about husbands screamin’… it ain’t right, not one bit. I’ve seen it happen, heard it from my neighbors, and it just makes a body ache to think about it. So, lemme try and make some sense of this why does my husband scream at me mess.
First off, men, sometimes they just ain’t good at talkin’. Instead of usin’ their words like regular folk, they go and let out a holler. It’s like they got a bee in their bonnet and the only way to get it out is to yell the whole dang house down. Maybe he’s had a bad day at work, you know, the boss man yellin’ at him, and he comes home and just… explodes. It ain’t right, mind you, but sometimes that’s just how they are.
- Maybe he’s stressed, like a pot about to boil over. Work, money, kids, it all piles up and he just can’t keep it in no more.
- Maybe he don’t know how to talk things out proper. Some folks, they never learned how to say what’s botherin’ them, so they yell instead. It’s like they’re speakin’ a different language, only it’s loud and scary.
- Maybe he’s got anger issues, somethin’ deep down that needs fixin’. This ain’t somethin’ you can fix by yourself, mind you. It’s like a bad tooth, gotta get a professional to pull it out.
Now, some folks say this screamin’ is emotional abuse. I ain’t no fancy doctor or lawyer, but I reckon if it makes you scared or feel small, then it ain’t good. You gotta remember, you ain’t nobody’s doormat. You deserve to be treated with respect, like a good, strong cup of coffee on a cold mornin’.
If he’s screamin’ all the time, that ain’t just a one-time thing. It’s like a leaky faucet, drippin’ and drippin’ until it drives you crazy. It wears you down, makes you feel like you’re walkin’ on eggshells all the time. You start to feel all jumpy, like a scared rabbit, never knowin’ when the next yell is comin’. And that ain’t no way to live, let me tell you.
Some smart folks say that this kinda screamin’ can make you sick, inside and out. Stress, they call it. Your heart starts thumpin’ like a drum, your head aches, and you can’t sleep at night. It’s like your body’s fightin’ a war, even when you’re just sittin’ there tryin’ to eat your supper.
And the sadness, oh Lord, the sadness can be somethin’ fierce. They call it depression, like a dark cloud hangin’ over you, makin’ it hard to get out of bed in the mornin’. You start to feel like nothin’ matters, like you ain’t worth nothin’. But that ain’t true, not one bit. You are worth somethin’, you hear me?
So, what can you do if your man’s a yeller? Well, first off, you gotta try talkin’ to him. Now, I know that sounds simple, but it ain’t always easy. You gotta find a time when he’s calm, when the kids ain’t runnin’ around like chickens with their heads cut off. Sit him down and tell him how his screamin’ makes you feel. Tell him it ain’t right and that it needs to stop.
Sometimes, though, talkin’ ain’t enough. Some men, they just don’t listen. If that’s the case, you might need to get some help from outside. Talk to a friend, a family member, a preacher, or even one of them fancy counselors. You ain’t gotta go through this alone. There’s people out there who care and want to help.
And listen here, this is important: if he’s gettin’ violent, if he’s hittin’ you or threatenin’ to hurt you, you gotta get out of there. There ain’t no excuse for that, not ever. Go to a safe place, a friend’s house, a shelter, anywhere you can be safe.
It’s hard, I know it is. Marriage is supposed to be a partnership, two folks workin’ together, not one person yellin’ at the other. You deserve to be happy, to feel safe and loved. Don’t let nobody tell you otherwise.
Remember this, you’re stronger than you think. You can get through this. Take it one day at a time, and don’t be afraid to ask for help. There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel, even if it don’t seem like it right now. You just gotta keep lookin’ for it, keep fightin’ for it. And don’t you ever forget that you are worth it.
So, to all those husbands out there who think screamin’ is the way to go, I say this: shape up! Treat your wives with respect, like the good women they are. And to all the wives who are dealin’ with this screamin’, I say: you ain’t alone, and you don’t have to put up with it. Find your voice, find your strength, and find your way to a better life. Divorce might be the answer but think on it good and hard before you take such a step. It’s a big decision, not to be taken lightly. But sometimes, it’s the only way to find peace.
