Feeling Torn Apart
Last night and today have been awful. My husband was out of contact with us. I took my three year old to her first day at a new daycare. Then,I arranged for the girls to go to my mom's for two days while I finished the work week. My husband happened to drive by (he is staying at his sister's which is next door to my mom's place in the country) as the girls were unloading and so he stopped in and ended up taking them off with him. I am glad for him to spend time with them, but it just hurt me so much that he doesn't call or plan or communicate and then somehow he twists everything around so that this is all my fault, he says he doesn't trust me, that I am just like my mother (this is a weak spot for me. My mother has been so so so so kind to him, and me, but she, too has her faults that have hurt me so he knows this criticism confuses me), that he doesn't want to be with me, that the next eighteen years are going to be hell, that he'll talk to me when he has money, just on and on and on and on and it crushes me. Crushes me. I cried and cried and cried last night. I can barely hold it together at work today. I am smoking cigarettes like crazy and treating myself like shit. God, how do I do this? I am not rejecting him. I am rejecting our old relationship. But he does not see that.
Ouch.
Ouch.