15 yrs I put up with it! Stayed with him for the kids. He was always unhappy about something, always the victim. He always told me how miserable and horrible his life was. Victim of bad luck, family curse. Me, me, me was all he could ever talk about. If he wasn't complaining about how horrible things were, he would be bragging about how wonderful he was. I went threw years of his same glory stories of high school days, to his daily non stop ramblings of how amazingly wondrous he is at work.
I kicked him out! =) Best thing I ever did for myself! No more drama, no more pity parties, no more fighting. It has been so peaceful and wonderful. I'm so glad I found the courage to do it.