I fought with my husband once. He was so upset that he even went away, psychotic.
After 8 days of mutual ignorance, this night in the social network such correspondence between us arose:
I: How are you going, how are you going?
He: Yes, everything is okay in my life, except that my wife is a sting.
I: Fuck, I sincerely sympathize with you, I understand you very well: the husband himself is a fool!
I: You would come, we would at least be sorry for each other, since both of us had no personal life.

At the end of the day I came, sorry, fucking. It’s been 5 years "I regret". The two children have already "regretted".