Not sure maybe someone can decipher?**may contain triggers**
HI all,
I know I havent had much to contribute very often -- mostly I am just at a plain old loss as to what to say or if anything I do have to say is worth a hill of beans....
Hubby and I are at such a freaking stand still in our relationship it isnt even something I can quite put into words.
We arent fighting, we arent silent, we arent anything... yet inside deep inside I know its not right... its not even a case of avoidance.
Right this moment I can tell you I am struggeling again to not act on killing myself --- god the drugs are there on the cabinet shelf, tellign me there is enough to do the sjob.... but what for?
Its a good thing my nature is more to procrastinate, I have beocme probably the greatest actor in this shit called life.
One moment I cant live without him the next I wish to hell he was dead.
The relationhsop has not moved forward -- he is doign his normal behavior for rthe last 17 years of our mariage, something that even I knew would havppen... I know that httere is litterally notheing I can do to make changes in him or anyhone around me... but changing myself is even more moot....
Oh on the outside I can say taht I can undersrtand, identify and be compassionate with his feelings of surviving the horrific abuses from his childhood -- but I have no feelings of honor or pride in his dealign with or rarther lack of dealting with his abuse issues. I see him as weak and avoiding what is clearly issues he could resolve without causing more pain to me or those aeround him ---- he whines is hateful to others and then puffs himself up to be somekind of a fucking super star in shit taht means notheing int he end..... a sham ---
he said to me that he wanted to start couples counseling. weeks and monts pass by, no movement -- he mentioned it in passing, my response, well hell i htot if he was serious he would make the calland do the research, schedule the appt --- not my job as far as i aws concerned. being the wife who got fucked over with an std and his criminal act , that only my disease and poor health situation kept his stupid ass out of jail -- i was the easy out from that situation.
oh yea my heart vroke for a short while as i too know the pain of rape/s --
lame attempts, he does this stupid short bursts of goiagn to therapy or to group for sex addicts then it wanes into nothing again, until he must pick up some sense that i am not involved in whether he works his issues ornot... then back to the drawing board again..... short bursts of going.... this past sun he went to group therapyu again, why? only because just like the last time the facillitator called to ck on him, like he can only go if someone shows an interest in him making him feel "special" enough to be cared about to grace them with his precense.
he came home rightfgully pissed off agiant that the pedophile was in gropu again stating "i am helpless against molesting my daughter"
hubby slips in and out of these "modes" where he is one time completely takaing repsponsibility for fucking up by having sex with his own daughters drinking buddy, then criticizes the shit out of the guy who molested his daughter? what gives?.... one time its not his fauilt the next time it is his fault? ---
the whole time he says he wants nothing more than for me to move home, the next breath he tells me he has resigned himself to the fact that I am never goign to move home?
does he want me or not? -- i try to hang on to me somewhere in this....
i'm not fignding much of me to hang onto--- i've tried to be a good person, to work my own issues somewhere in here and take responsibility for them... to busy myself beyond this whole stupid survivor life... i am more much more than a survivor -- a vibrant person who has much to offer... but what for?
i'm tired, and need someonw to give back to me somewhere ---
i have a male friend who has helped me recover from my near death experience this past summer -- i am losign tyhis battle baddly and even he has weaned away...
is there no one in this life who can commit to seeing me to the endf of my life?
forget about some spiritual god bullshit --- it aint happening for me ....
i feel so fucking lonely and am using dope agian -- decided it was easier to be foggd out until i can die.... i just dotn have it any mroe and those who usupposely care around me have shown they dont have time to care ..... i just dont have the guts to do the final thing...... i'm so fucking depressedd .......
he hasnt been worth the work or the fight if he wont help himself..... i've tried to help myself abut i cant do this bullshit diseawse by myself either....
i wish those who promised to help me kill myself whould have the balls t o do just ahty....
i know this doesnt make mluch sense..... none of it doesl
if it had to do it all over again i would choose to run from everyone and be a money hungry bitch so i could haved spent thse past few days on teh beach drunk and stoned so i could ber washe dout the sea.....
its justnot worth any ofit not worth the pain the memories, the t4ears the lies the betryals.....
I know I havent had much to contribute very often -- mostly I am just at a plain old loss as to what to say or if anything I do have to say is worth a hill of beans....
Hubby and I are at such a freaking stand still in our relationship it isnt even something I can quite put into words.
We arent fighting, we arent silent, we arent anything... yet inside deep inside I know its not right... its not even a case of avoidance.
Right this moment I can tell you I am struggeling again to not act on killing myself --- god the drugs are there on the cabinet shelf, tellign me there is enough to do the sjob.... but what for?
Its a good thing my nature is more to procrastinate, I have beocme probably the greatest actor in this shit called life.
One moment I cant live without him the next I wish to hell he was dead.
The relationhsop has not moved forward -- he is doign his normal behavior for rthe last 17 years of our mariage, something that even I knew would havppen... I know that httere is litterally notheing I can do to make changes in him or anyhone around me... but changing myself is even more moot....
Oh on the outside I can say taht I can undersrtand, identify and be compassionate with his feelings of surviving the horrific abuses from his childhood -- but I have no feelings of honor or pride in his dealign with or rarther lack of dealting with his abuse issues. I see him as weak and avoiding what is clearly issues he could resolve without causing more pain to me or those aeround him ---- he whines is hateful to others and then puffs himself up to be somekind of a fucking super star in shit taht means notheing int he end..... a sham ---
he said to me that he wanted to start couples counseling. weeks and monts pass by, no movement -- he mentioned it in passing, my response, well hell i htot if he was serious he would make the calland do the research, schedule the appt --- not my job as far as i aws concerned. being the wife who got fucked over with an std and his criminal act , that only my disease and poor health situation kept his stupid ass out of jail -- i was the easy out from that situation.
oh yea my heart vroke for a short while as i too know the pain of rape/s --
lame attempts, he does this stupid short bursts of goiagn to therapy or to group for sex addicts then it wanes into nothing again, until he must pick up some sense that i am not involved in whether he works his issues ornot... then back to the drawing board again..... short bursts of going.... this past sun he went to group therapyu again, why? only because just like the last time the facillitator called to ck on him, like he can only go if someone shows an interest in him making him feel "special" enough to be cared about to grace them with his precense.
he came home rightfgully pissed off agiant that the pedophile was in gropu again stating "i am helpless against molesting my daughter"
hubby slips in and out of these "modes" where he is one time completely takaing repsponsibility for fucking up by having sex with his own daughters drinking buddy, then criticizes the shit out of the guy who molested his daughter? what gives?.... one time its not his fauilt the next time it is his fault? ---
the whole time he says he wants nothing more than for me to move home, the next breath he tells me he has resigned himself to the fact that I am never goign to move home?
does he want me or not? -- i try to hang on to me somewhere in this....
i'm not fignding much of me to hang onto--- i've tried to be a good person, to work my own issues somewhere in here and take responsibility for them... to busy myself beyond this whole stupid survivor life... i am more much more than a survivor -- a vibrant person who has much to offer... but what for?
i'm tired, and need someonw to give back to me somewhere ---
i have a male friend who has helped me recover from my near death experience this past summer -- i am losign tyhis battle baddly and even he has weaned away...
is there no one in this life who can commit to seeing me to the endf of my life?
forget about some spiritual god bullshit --- it aint happening for me ....
i feel so fucking lonely and am using dope agian -- decided it was easier to be foggd out until i can die.... i just dotn have it any mroe and those who usupposely care around me have shown they dont have time to care ..... i just dont have the guts to do the final thing...... i'm so fucking depressedd .......
he hasnt been worth the work or the fight if he wont help himself..... i've tried to help myself abut i cant do this bullshit diseawse by myself either....
i wish those who promised to help me kill myself whould have the balls t o do just ahty....
i know this doesnt make mluch sense..... none of it doesl
if it had to do it all over again i would choose to run from everyone and be a money hungry bitch so i could haved spent thse past few days on teh beach drunk and stoned so i could ber washe dout the sea.....
its justnot worth any ofit not worth the pain the memories, the t4ears the lies the betryals.....