I've posted before about my 20 year old son. He's waged havoc and heartbreak more and more as he's getting older.
He's been arrested twice this summer. All his own fault. The second time it went badly wrong and the police officers in question are being investigated by professional standards. I called them because he was raging at us for blocking him from going out in his car while on some horrible street Valium.
Now, what the police did after that was vastly escalate things and we've all been living with the fall out and trauma ever since. I work for this police force and I would never ever call them again in this situation.
The problem is, my husband expects me to plaster on a smile, accept whatever DS says or does and would rather shout at me than DS.
I was just sitting with everyone when I was told I was being quiet by DS and off with him. DH joined in and I laughed. DS left and DH kept on at me. I told him than I had done nothing wrong, that I was reeling from a tirade from DS from Monday and that I was fine. I just needed to be quiet. He kept on so I told him to leave me the fuck alone.
He followed me and continued to shout and pin everything on me.
I've told him that we have been going on like this for years and I was no longer his wife, but part of a pair of dancing monkeys whose purpose is to appease DS. I've told him I want a divorce. He is basically telling me that I am mad until I don't know which was is up or down.
I am mad? I don't know anymore?
I do react and I was working so hard to just be quiet and for them to leave me alone but they kept on. So I shouted back when he followed me. I've told him I can't live with the amount of turmoil DS brings and he is always trying to get me to put up and shut up.
We had a lovely marriage. It's not a marriage anymore.