So last night I talked to my husband about how he treats my daughter - a most recent being this: Blog post here. He admitted it was wrong, I told him that it was coming down to me choosing (again) between him and the best interest of my daughter. He is irritated with her daily, he can't stand her voice and gets incredibly frusterated over just her saying "thank you" or "Hi daddy, how was your day?", he snaps sometimes, other times he'll ignore her because he wants her to stop talking. He told me he'd try harder, he'd try for a week then progress from there... Is this enough? He's done this before - he gets into this fad for a short time (aka: honeymoon phase) and then regresses slowly, this always happens! The counselor said i'd have to remind him repetatively to re-do the new habit... But should I have to tell him to be nice to my daughter? Should I have to remind him to love her? I don't think so.............
I've decided I'm done! He doesn't know this yet, but I can't stand it anymore! When I'm at home now I feel so wound up that I can nearly not breathe, I can't eat and I feel sick to my stomach to a certain degree.... Stress is wrapping around me and creating issues accompanied by anxiety. I fear, but at the same time, I'm starting to fear both situations equally. IF I stay, When I go... Both of these idea's are scary... But I gotta go. I should not have to change 80% of who he is to make -me- happy... This isn't fair to either of us. He also doesn't seem to like completely who I am, and I should not have to sacrifice who I am to be with him... Time to go. He doesn't know yet because I'm lining up all my lil duckies: a job, subsdities, and money. I can't leave again empty handed and with nothing to support me again! I don't want to flee back this time around... The kids and I are capable of doing this on our own... It's just gonna take some time. I also have not told him that I love him in two days, this is getting under his skin, I can see it - but how can I tell him something that's not true?
I love my kids and an unhappy mommy makes unhappy kids... I live only one life, I can't live it uncomfortably numb.
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