I'm sorry if I don't make much sense, been up and down with a sick toddler all night.
H moved into a flat of his own three months ago. He was quite frankly and abusive bastard. Constantly gaslighting, making me walk on eggshells. Over 6 years with him I went from a confident woman to a nervous wreck reliant on Prozac to get through the day.
Nothing has really changed, he's just moved out so at least I get a bit of respite and I'm not struggling to sleep because I wonder sort of mood he'all wake up in, or if something has pissed him off overnight and made him angry.
Last night dd had a high temp and just didn't sleep. Crying to come upstairs, then to go down etc etc so it's been a hard night.
At 5am I text h to say when you wake up can you pop round and take over for a bit please, I'm shattered.
Text him at half 8 to say not to worry she's finally dropped off.
She woke at half 9 and I called him to say she was awake again and he blew up at me.
Asked what I wanted to do today and I said "not much, I am shattered"
He said it wasn't like I did anything yesterday (I'm a sahm at the mo) and didn't have anything to do today so what's the problem.
I'm so so tired. I've got no family so no help.
Believe me it would have been worse if he was here last night, he would have been pissed off and shouting that he was tired because he's been a work all week and I still wouldn't have had any
Help, never have done.
It was just his sarky tone of voice this morning, the "oh dear, tired are you?"
And I can't say anything about it again, I had to be nice as pie after that. Will have to be when we see him later too or everything will get twisted to my fault.