Laura 326/365
Today my husband texted me while I was at work and asked me why all his
Hostess fruit pies are squished in the middle. I don't know, because he put
heavy stuff on top of them? I ignored the text because not only did the
answer seem obvious, but also because he had spent the morning texting me
and trying to bait me into a fight. I ignore his texts when he gets like
that.
Then, when I arrive home after work, I find my biscotti crushed and my
avocado smashed. Apparently that was my punishment for smashing his fruit
pies. Thing is, I didn't smash his darn pies and I wouldn't do something
like that. I actually moved them out from under a heavy bag of nuts and
other snacks to protect them.
Oh, and he hid the t.v. remotes.
Seriously, this is my life.
5 comments:
Laura... I don't even know what to say. It's clear that he doesn't respect you or trust you. And, I'd have a real hard time mustering up any respect for someone who did that to me.
But, that's easy for me to say from where I am. I wasn't there in your lives as they came together, found that connection that seemed right to both of you, worked through the hard times, laughed together and loved that person who was there with you, not in spite of the vulnerable places, but because of them & the life story that they told.
And, I'm sure (I hope, I guess), that it's been a gradual, sometimes unnoticeable journey from that place to this place where it's all mistrust, childish behavior that I'm sure he doesn't like seeing in himself either, fear of hurt and lack of respect for each other - to this place where you can't see each other the same as you did before.
I do know for sure, though, that you have done some awesome things with your life, on your own and when you've joined yourself together with others. And, I know, that these childish games are not how anyone should be spending their short time here on earth.
EXACTLY what Maureen said....this is really childish and disrespectful Laura. REALLY.... I'm so sorry... :{
{{hug}}
You can, and should, do better for yourself. But you know that, and it takes time and effort to make change happen. Good luck and stay strong. xoxo Bridget
I lived with an abusive husband for 8 years, I now think of it as eight lost years.
***Suz
Damn girl, that is totally crappy. I'm sorry you have to go thru this kind of thing. Life is about living, not playing games. Like Maureen said, life is too short for you not to be happy.
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