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Another Husband Agrievement

My husband told me that I got a private facebook message from my former best friend who has not spoken to me in 5 years. Then, he wouldn't read it to me, babbling on about how he hates facebook and doesn't know how nor like to use it. Now, I currently cannot use facebook through my Tobii SonoKey interface nor can I access it alone in any form.

I get incredibly frustrated when he is my only gateway to do something that is so important to me and he lames out because he doesn't want to or fains ineptitude to get out of it.

I wish I had more options and didn't have to rely on him.
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Location: 2720 East Madison Street, Seattle, WA 98112, USA

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