OMG spirited, the comment about you not being the perfect person he thought you were.
'H' did that, he actually looked like he was welling up. I lived in Brazil for 2 years when I was 20/21 I went out with 3 blokes.
If anything came on the telly to do with gay, brazil, portugal (by association) Lebanon (ExH was from there) I'd get the 3rd, 4th and 5th degree. this from a guy that has banged god knows how many nationalities.
he has woken me up and insisted I went upstairs to see the favelas on a news report... to rib me and question me on how I could be involved with people like that...
I never went to a favela, i never knew anyone from one... and even if I did, so FFing what?
I got all the way upstairs and the telly had moved on.
I yelled at him then, and again a few weeks ago when he woke me up at 2.30am, asked me to go downstairs as he wanted to talk to me, wanted to ask me... NOT to keep calling him a TWAT.
Ok then... what shall I call you then?
Now I have nothing but very thinly disguised disgust for him. I hate him for the shit he pulled on me in his country, on his failing us his family. I'm not even judging him on these really freaky episodes anymore... BUT
.. Any time I think, Oh if he could just help around the house, it'd be better, if he could enjoy his own DS, it'd be better, if he had interests in us, in me, and not only himself, smoking and sitting on his arse, it'd be better.
However, looking back at this crazy stuff, I can't fight for him to stay, can I?
I now know who I am and I love myself for it, I don't love him. I can't bear him. We had a row the other day, he stomped out, I still felt a bit sick at him going though, these abusive people have a hold on us... Tooblessed, you are bang on I think.
But I tell myself that he has to go, that he is going in the New Year, and that will be that.
Scary, but it has to happen.