Hi, just back from holiday haven't looked at the thread for a week and just catching up. Random your lunch story wounds so familiar to me, that could have been me 15 years ago trying to get him to do things for himself, the arguing just wears you down and I always just eventually gave in and did things for him. What is so annoying is that there is always an excuse, I got the 'so and so's wife does it and never complains' all the time, I still always get veiled implications that I'm not as good as other 'wives' and it still gets to me. I think it is the FW sense of entitlement when I am behaving correctly he never feels like he has to say thanks or show any appreciation, if I'm looking nice he never feels he should tell me, but if I'm not performing up to standard he is quick to criticize. He often looks me up and down and doesn't say anything-- so rude!
Holiday was hell place was great and weather was great but he behaved like a selfish entitled FW and spoiled any goodwill. However am relieved that we got back in one piece, so to speak, and we did do a lot of sightseeing which DD wanted to do (DS couldn't have cared less, only cared about getting a wifi connection). I was so worried about the driving out there and it was terrifying. His temper was awful and could change in an instant- I need to go back over the week and document all the things he did... such as the first night there I wasn't wearing a 'sexy' nightie in bed and he somehow (still not sure how this happened) said I wasn't allowed to sleep in the bed (as I wasn't 'up for sex') and I ended up sleeping on the floor (and NOT a comfortable one) with the spare blankets I found in the wardrobe. Etc etc loads of blatantly abusive things. I need to write it down soon before I forget and sweep everything under the carpet like I always do.
He was nice to me at one point interestingly, the last day we were there, he said he'd had a dream that I planned a holiday with the kids and other people, and deliberately left him out, and he felt really sad and left out (in his dream). So he was really nice, polite, appreciative and helpful for a couple of hours and it was so obvious that he was capable of being decent little things, like getting me a coffee at the self-service restaurant (the whole week he would go and sit down, then order me/the kids to bring him food/drinks, if we objected he'd get angry and said that we didn't care that his legs were hurting. WTF?)
I couldn't tell him how f**ing prophetic his dream was... but it wasn't a holiday, more like the rest my life I'm hoping to exclude him from. Now we need to get through this week, his birthday on Sunday and I haven't planned anything. I need to make some kind of an effort as I don't want to arouse any suspicions re: leaving, I am realizing how unprepared I am to actually leave him even though I have constructed a fantasy in my mind of how I will go. It is the big wave of pity I feel for him every now and again that is going to scupper my efforts.
Sorry to be so me-me-me. Hope everyone else is doing OK, I start writing with intentions to respond to other people's situations but I start thinking about my own issues and forget what I was going to say. Will try to catch up!