One would have figured that the results of this meeting would have held a little longer than a few days with my husband. But, Sunday morning my husband called me and asked that I come home and make my kids pickup all of the inside toys that were outside and bring them in before I went to my parent's house. I did just that.
Later that afternoon, I received a phone call from him asking me why I can't follow simple directions. I had, it appeared, overlooked a book and another toy. I explained to him that this was obviously unintentional as I had clearly had the kids pick up the majority of toys. He insisted that he was not going to go outside and pickup the items but it would instead have to be me or the kids. He told me that I should just go ahead and stay at my parents and not come home. I started crying and he asked me if everyone around him knew what was going on. I told him it wasn't exactly a surprise since I was crying.
The next day I asked if he felt remorse at least. He said yes and that he was sorry and that he had a very bad day.
But, then this morning, he said (in reference to my IOP group) "I wish you weren't effing going to this stupid *** thing."
I called my mom this morning and I told her what he had said. She said it would be fine. I said, "yeah, it will be fine." She said, "no I didn't mean it like that. I'm not taking up for him I just know it will turn out okay."
My day was ruined. I had so much anxiety during my group that I almost literally climbed under the table. I asked my mom if I would be able to move in with her and my dad if something happened to my husband and me. She told me not to even go there.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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