Things have moved on a bit - sorry this is a long one!
I have spent several nights now awake and crying. Ended up calling the Samaritans at 4am Thursday morning. I feel that I must move on - this waiting is killing me.
Latest development is that he is currently away in the US on business, so is 7 hours behind. He called me today [several times, as I had gone to the loo] while I was in the office, which is fine, as he wanted to hear my voice I guess and it's hard for him to catch me!
Trouble is, one of my colleagues told me my phone had rung, while I was then logging out to rush out of the office to meet a friend to go for a run. As I was already late, I was planning to call him back, once I was changed but he called me again when I was in the toilet. I answered it because I know he's in the USA so can't call at a convenient time, but had intended to say I'd call him back in a minute.
I said I'd call back in a bit but I was just in the middle of changing into my running gear. He continued talking to me asking questions about how work was going and had I sorted out the issues [with a report I'm compiling for work] that I'd been having the other night when he called. When I repeated I'd call him back in 5 minutes, he said no he wanted to talk to me now. I again that I was actually in the office toilet, getting changed and I would call him back in a bit, rather than call him from the loo! He insisted on carrying on the conversation and I then put the phone down on him.
I did call him back once I was dressed [by this time in the office reception area, which is still public]. He explained that he only wanted to speak to me as he wanted to hear my voice and make sure that I had fixed the problem with this report. I had to tell him that I couldn't talk about the report then as
a. it's confidential and I'd get fired if my boss found out I'd been discussing it with anyone
b. my boss was actually in reception with me, so I couldn't say anything in front of her anyway!
He kept on about the damn report, asking me to go into details about it and saying he'd help me fix it when he got home, which is OK really if he just wants to help. However, when he called earlier in the week, he had insisted on taking me through the report, asking me to explain the issues and what I was trying to achieve. I had said then that it was a pointless exercise as he can't see the report I'm aiming for; he can't see the database I'm using; he can't see the spreadsheet I use to compile the figures! I then got really angry but he now thinks it's just because the report needs fixing and he can't wait to get home to fix it for me; when in reality I was angry that he kept on about it, despite me saying there was no use wasting time trying to fix it over the phone from several thousand miles away! I then feel awful getting angry with him, as he's only trying to help [isn't he?].
On top of that, when I got changed after my run, I discovered that my engagement ring was missing and now I can't find it! I had been scrabbling to put stuff on the shelf in the toilet whilst talking/arguing with him on the phone in the toilet pre-run and although all my other jewellery was with it [watch, earrings, eternity ring], so was all in the same place, my engagement ring had gone! How bl$$dy ironic is that?!
My MS has noticed how agitated I am - I'd been trying to get dinner on to simmer so I could call DH. He'd texted me to say could I try skype-ing him, and then followed it up with a further text to say why hadn't I texted back yet. I ended up rattling the pans in my haste to get the dinner on so that DH didn't have to wait too long for me to call him and MS ended up telling me to "just calm down, Dad can wait"!
After all that - and re-reading it - why do I still feel so bad about asking for a divorce/split/whatever? In some ways I feel very rational in telling him how I feel and at least trying a trial separation, as I feel in my heart I must spend some time away from him [and not just 4 days a week while he's wafh], but can't shake off the feeling that I'm not being fair to him.
Help!