Hey everyone, I hope you are all feeling good and strong today, and I have been thinking of you all!
well the last couple of days have been interesting to say the least...
Tuesday teatime he managed to get into my phone and saw a text that I had sent to my friend saying that I was "allowed" to go to Zumba and that I was playing ball so as to not rock the boat, and once finances were sorted, I was going to move on..
He comes into the sitting room, with a very weird expression on his face asking if there was anything wrong with the relationship.
I knew immediately he had been looking at my phone, but kept my cool and said, no, as far as I know, everything is fine, and was HE alright, he looked a bit odd?
What I wanted was for him to ADMIT to me that he had been snooping.. .just be honest with me, but no, he couldn't do it...
Anyway, that evening was very fraught, I could tell that he was absoutely dying to ask me what the text meant but couldn't... I just stayed detached and acted normal but deep inside I was a quivering wreck!
The next morning he finally admitted he had looked and wanted to know why I had set a password, what was I hiding, etc, etc, etc.
I managed to brush it off, saying the text was a joke (all women joke about their other halfs, right?) but I swear to god I was crapping myself!
After telling me that I was NOT permitted to write anything about him to my friends again, and I had to stop spending so much time with her (an evening at my house once a fortnight when he works a nightshift, so LOADS of time!) I apologised but stuck to my guns and said it didn't mean anything.
eventually he accepted what I was saying and went to work. We met later in town to see the financial advisor (fingers crossed this is sorted, yay!) and he had to work last night, so I waited until just before i went to bed and sent him a text saying hope he had a good shift and that I was going to bed.
Anyway, he came home early and I basically told him that his constant insecurity and self esteem issues were sucking the life out of me, to the extent that I was making myself ill. His constant demands on my time, (both physical and emotional), implicit lack of trust, excessive dependency on both me and the kids was not healthy and I just couldn't go on like it.
I know he has a very low self esteem, he has no friends, NEVER socialises and never wants to join in any activities I arrange with the kids and our friends and then complains that he feels left out!
I told him I was going to the doctors on monday to talk through what I am going through, how I am feeling, etc and I asked him if I could discuss his issues while I was there, with a view to getting him some counselling.. and he agreed. To say I was surprised was an understatement!
Now I am wondering if I have acted abusive to him? have I waited until he was at a low point before wading in with my demands? (told you I was confused!)
I know there is still a long way to go, and we could still end up separating, and he may be using this as a smokescreen to make me lower my defences, but IF he does this couselling, it really could go a long way, he may get the wakeup call he needs.
Mouseface - my friend Tony told me to take no crap from him, and I reckon the frying pan approach probably wouldn't help, but would make me feel a damn sight better!
My sister is probably not moving for a few months so I have this time to see if he does make the effort, and if it doesn't work then I still have that option, although I am of the feeling that if he cannot be bothered to do basic things to maintain the health of the relationship then he should be the one to go. Why should I uproot myself and the kids to a different town and away from friends??
Sorry, waffle again, you girls are amazing to offload to. I have been on a rollercoaster these past couple of days, keep changing my mind about the best thing to do lol but as long as I stay strong and take no crap I will be fine xxx thanks again, and if you want me to post regular updates (if you feel it will help others) then I will
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