'When I'm in his presence, I feel like I am a horrible person. DH is very critical of me and sometimes nasty. He talks about me to people at work. He belittles me - always has done. I am deaf, but he won't face me nor speak up. I always feel I am in trouble/a disapointment, but he doesn't communicate with me. In the public eye, he's a perfect husband/partner and that's what makes it so hard not to doubt myself and my sanity'
1635 days till 27th April 2029.
I have to leave and I will leave on or by 27th April in 2029. Dramatic I know, but I need to get money and a house together for me and my kids. I need my pride and self respect back. I need to learn to be more independent like I used to be. I want to find me again. I am 40 and today I was 'told off' for leaving the back door open during the unloading of the car. It's not normal is it? The rule is keep doors closed so mozzies/flies/mice/the cold can't get in. Apparently. My child and I were reminded of this rule today because we came home to find we had caught a mouse in the trap. Anyway he left the dead mouse there by the door and sat on the sofa instead. Presumably to deal with later, so I dealt with it - what's one more thing to add to my list of things that need doing?
This thread is to keep me on track, on target. Its also somewhere I can write privately. I flip and flop. My feelings so jumbled by the ups and downs, the tensions and eggshells, my imagination and reality. I know I am right - I must get out. It will be hard, deverstating even. I will have to explain my reasons so many times and I will doubt myself every second of my waking hours. I will feel guilt. I keep defaulting to the thought that we can always live apart together. Perhaps that might be enough. Perhaps that might soften the blow. Inside I'm terrified.
TO DO THIS WEEK
- Recgonise what behaviour is normal and what isn't. In me and him.
- Remember I'm leaving. So don't bite into it, don't defend myself when critised, smile sweatly, let him discipline alone - I don't need to get involved.
3.Live independently again with my kids - Decide what that picture look like? Make memories with my girls.
(Disclosure - a few details have changed and others omitted.)