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 Hang Up, Honey: When His Tantrum Becomes Your Trauma


(AKA: You can’t run with wolves if you keep answering jackal calls)

Ever hung up the phone and felt like your soul got whacked with a frying pan, rolled in guilt, and deep-fried in someone else’s dysfunction?

Yeah. That’s not a “chat.” That’s emotional whiplash. That’s a full-blown tantrum in Telstra HD—and you’re the unwilling audience.

And let’s not sugar-coat it:

If he’s calling to control, not to connect—you’re not in a relationship, you’re in a hostage negotiation.



 Phone Fight Club Rule #1: DO. NOT. ANSWER.

Put the phone down, Sheila.

If he’s calling to offload his emotional clutter like it’s hard rubbish day—you don’t have to be the curb.

Don’t explain. Don’t justify. Don’t politely listen like you’re auditioning for sainthood.

Just hang up.

You're not a punching bag with reception.

If you pick up, you're telling his tantrum:

"Yes please, I'd love another serving of disrespect with a side of gaslighting."

No thanks. Not today, Satan.

 Let’s Talk Fallout (a.k.a. Why This Crap Actually Matters)

Repeated abusive calls do more than raise your phone bill. They:

Smash your nervous system like a tin shed in a cyclone.

Turn your ringtone into a panic trigger.

Siphon your sparkle, your sass, and your sanity.

Make you question your worth like you’re the problem (you’re not, queen).

This ain’t “just a phone call.”

It’s emotional warfare.

And if your energy is your currency—he’s running a relationship Ponzi scheme.

 Set the Boundary. Then SLAM IT DOWN Like You Mean It.

Don’t say you’ll block him.

 Block him.

Don’t warn him you’ll hang up.

 Hang up mid-drama like you’re ending a bad soap opera.

Don’t hope he’ll change.

 Change the channel, legend.

If your boundary doesn’t have consequences, it’s just a wish list, and you’re not Santa.

 Why This Is 1000% Okay (and Not Even Slightly Mean)

Because being kind to someone who’s being cruel is not noble—it’s a trap.

Because healing doesn’t happen inside a blender of BS.

Because you're not here to manage someone else's moods like a Telstra call centre on a public holiday.

You owe no one a second chance to harm you.

“But he’s struggling” isn’t an excuse. Everyone’s struggling. Most people don’t take it out on someone they claim to love.

 Listen Up, Bush Therapist Truth Bomb Incoming:

If you’re still picking up knowing what’s coming...

some part of you is getting a hit from the chaos.

Oof.

That one sting?

Good.

Because that’s your wake-up slap in the soul.

This ain’t just about phones—it’s about patterns. About addiction to drama dressed up as passion. About confusing pain with purpose. Nah-uh. Not anymore.

 Action Plan (Because Love Without Strategy is Just a Fantasy Novel)

 Rename His Contact

Something like: “Don’t You Dare Answer, Legend!”

Visual cue = lifesaver.

 30-Day Communication Detox

Tell him you’re blocking for 30 days.

No calls. No texts. No telepathic guilt transmissions.

 Script Your Boundary Like You’re Announcing Fire Ban Levels

And follow through. No wobble. No negotiation.

“If you scream, I hang up. Period.”

 Log It Like a Wildfire Tracker

Record, date, and track his outbursts. It’s not petty—it’s proof.

 Support Squad

Coach. Elder. Bushwalkin’ bestie.

Anyone who won’t say, “But he means well.”

Meaning well doesn’t pay your trauma bill.

 Final Word:

You’re Not a Crisis Line for Someone Who Doesn’t Dial Into Respect.

You were born to howl, to build, to blaze trails—not to babysit grown-up temper tantrums in trackies.

So next time that name flashes across your phone like a haunted house warning sign...

Don’t answer.

You’ve got mountains to move, not moods to manage.

Get off that drama dial.

Reclaim your peace.

And run with the bloody wolves already.

 Want more fierce fire and no-nonsense wisdom?

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