what's going on in my head right now is how I still want everything to be OK between us. I want him to do well, to succeed, be happy, all that stuff. I talk to others about the good things he does, talk about him far too much, in a good way, to people who don't even know him. I can't let him go. I see he could really turn his life around and I could go with him on that journey. And then the day to day slightly abusive comment, slightly abusive act, slightly abusive obstruction, happens and all hope dies. But not for long. I go to rock bottom and then somehow end up thinking it will all be fine. This is happening several times a day and I'm starting to feel dizzy with the constant bouncing up and falling down.
I strip myself bare (emotionally not actually take my clothes off), but I strip myself bare - that is, imagine life without him, and it feels very very empty and I feel very inadequate. I'm not a total loser, I know, but I am so dependent on him as part of my life, he's so much part of the team, I don't know how I could cope on my own.
He's bad, but he's right under my skin.
Now that I've written that, I think I can see that I just want to have it both ways. Have my cake and pretend it doesn't make me fat. What do you think? Sorry to ramble incoherently.