Once I punched the refrigerator and broke my hand. My ex-wife was screaming at me and berating me as she did when she got mad... She was slapping me in the face and throwing things at me and I kept trying to leave the room so we could calm down and be productive but that was unacceptable to her. Finally I just lost my shit and started screaming and punched the fridge as hard as I could... left a dent in the metal and broke my hand, boxer's fracture. It got her to stop though, at least that time. I saw the doctor, who referred me to a specialist, who told me they wanted to re-break the hand and put titanium rods in there. I told them not to schedule me and I'd think about it... overnight I decided to just let it heal (great choice, my hand is absolutely fine and it was a minor fracture), and the specialist's office called and left a message saying I had missed my pre-op appointment and would be billed. But that I should come to the surgery anyway. 8) I called them back all week, never any answer, just a new voice mail every day telling them I better come to the operation or I'd be charged. They'd always call before I woke up. I could call them right back and no answer. The day before the surgery was scheduled (that I told them not to schedule), I finally got through to someone and told them to fuck off and they better not bill me. They never did.
My ex proceeded to tell all her family and our friends that I tried to hit her... I was like bitch, you were hitting me over and over! And I specifically punched the fridge because there's no way I was gonna punch you!
God she was awful... 8(