I keep sweeping everything under the carpet... it is very a lumpy carpet indeed and I now want to stomp all over it! We are surviving, just, by me being fairly amenable and basically not spending a lot of time together, I have had an awful cold/cough for weeks and weeks, doesn't seem to be getting better but isn't so bad that I cannot function IYKWIM.
I had a meeting with a counselor yesterday, was great but counselling sessions (free) won't start for a while as they have a waiting list, but just talking about the situation (which I haven't been talking about for ages) was great. I kept contradicting myself, saying I had really good self esteem and then realizing how ridiculous it was that I always accept H's view of things... he is such an angry person and rubbishes anything that is good/well intentioned/nice/happy, for example: recycling. H doesn't believe in it. He has refused to have a recycling bin and gets furious if he sees me collecting up things in a recycling bag which I put out on the right day-- come to think of it, I do all the rubbish putting-out as the whole issue makes him angry. Also he gets furious with anyone who says climate change is man made. Of course he doesn't know AND... really, does it matter?
Tonight I went to a yoga class and he's been simmering with anger because of it... we had a tiny disagreement, wasn't even a disagreement, he said the women who accused David Lee Travis were 'mentalist', then he said that I was 'mentalist' as well. Evidently I 'make things up' , referring to the time I called the police because he said he wanted to smash my face in-- well, I stand by that and the police heard him say it even though he said that of course he wasn't really going to do it (says he was exercising his right to free speech).
Anyway just AAARGH!!!! He says I don't know how to be a proper wife (because I went to yoga class without asking if it was OK, I guess) and me with my enhanced self-awareness just laughed at him and said he wasn't a very good husband. He really should know that by now.
Just wanted to vent, not here to report any progress! Thanks for being here. I am not depressed, job OK, but.... I know it's not right to dread coming 'home'. I'm truly, actually thinking about running away to a yoga centre, well it is a meditation centre that I know where you can stay for a time... then H could REALLY say I was a mentalist b*tch! and I could say MID LIFE CRISIS and it would all make sense :) to split, as things are it's too difficult, I just feebly say 'he isn't very nice to me...'.