DH is back. He will be moving out in the next few weeks. I know it is of my own making (the decision not the problem) but I am finding it very hard.
I miss him, I miss his physical presence even though I find him infuriating most of the time. Perhaps that is just habit.
DD has been so happy for the last two weeks. There is no pressure. DH text me a few days ago to say ‘you should play tennis, DD hasn’t played for more than a week’. I asked DD who said she didn’t want to play tennis, I said that was absolutely fine, no problem at all. ‘What a relief mum, I don’t have a choice when Dad is here’. This is a theme, he doesn’t realise that he sucks the joy out of the nicest things.
Sucks the joy because everything is so intense and the power to choose is removed. Less so for me as I have made my own wishes clear in recent years but now DD notices it and that isn’t what I want for her.
After being strong for so long I am struggling a bit now we are this close. It is like I am grieving for what I am losing even though I don’t get what I need from it to make me happy.
When I look at the other men in my close family I feel like such a bloody failure.
I have also had a realisation that for as long as I stay in this house alone I will have to watch what I spend, I am lucky not to have had to do that for a very long time.
We (DD and I) are going to the cinema on Sunday and my first thought was oh we can have Sunday lunch at X, second thought .... we should not have lunch at X because I will be living alone in a big house and I need to see how the first month without DH’s salary goes. (I have told him to keep his salary this month to help with the moving costs).
I will be fine but divorcing someone you love because you can’t deal with their behaviour is tough even if you think you are doing the right thing.
I am dreading the moving out process, I know DH won’t be very nice at times because he won’t be getting his own way.
I remembered something the other day. When we met it all seemed to move a bit too quickly for me. I had just started a new job and a month in DH was at my house virtually every evening. I worked long days with my commute and after two weeks of my new job I asked him for a bit of space, said that I needed to come home to my own place, be able to light the fire and have some space.
I remember thinking his reaction was odd/intense/brooding, I understand it now I know what I know but the signs were there from the word go, just a) hidden and b) I was ignorant, I presumed that he was as straightforward as I am, because he hid it very well.