Onwari
05-19-04, 10:56 PM
So I went to my ex-husband's house tonight to look for my sons birth certificate so my son could get his temps. My husband and I have been split now for about 2 years.
He had an affair with my friend/co-worker 8 years ago and I never got over it. Plus, he and I are both controlling types and we butted heads on a daily basis. He is hyper and I am a silent dreamer. I am pisces and he is gemini. We are exactly like our sun signs to if you want to know. Weird.
I love to daydream even though it is impractical at times. He had a habit of yelling at me when I would do it. I became miserable. I began to escape by going for long walks in the woods and gathering little things from them. I was working on my ancestors craftwork to escape also. I would use the things I found in the woods to put it together. I guess I was obsessive about it.
Right before I left, he and I had a fight which led me to be flipped over and kneeled on, then have a fist in my back a few times. I had bruises on my back for weeks afterward. This physical thing would only happen about twice or three times a year. But that is enough. He has an extremelly violent temper, which my kids have seen.
He smoked pot to ease his tension. I tried to get him to go to the doctor and he went. The dr. put him on anti-depressants which my husband discontinued. I tried to get him back, to no avail.
When my husband is nice, boy, he is sweet and loving. When someone is sick, he is giving and attentive.
Anyway, I have just moved a few blocks from him about a month ago so the kids can go back and forth and I can have the dogs here sometimes. We had been married about 16 years. Now, 2 years after separating, he has a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. Our divorce is pending and we are both serious in our relationships.
Sorry about the tangent! But he thought my sons birth certificate was in the drawer. He started pulling stuff out of the drawer, pictures and little mementos. He said he hadn't gone through it for about 4 years. I broke down and cried big tears. My question is this: Why?? It has been two years since I left.
Let me say this. I married for life. I hung in there. I worked. I went to school. I cared for my children and was a loving mother. During all of this, I worked out hard enough to look sexy to him. I poured my whole self onto this family.
My husband hugged me for a minute and I told him I was sorry for leaving. I left him, the house, my kids, my three dogs, my three legged cat, my life...I feel so guilty.
My ex offered my a beer. I shared a beer with him.
You know? He has never said, "Dani, I am sorry for the pain I brought to you. I know you tried."
I know he tried too in his own way. He is a hard worker and a great provider. He took our family on some awesome vacations. There were good times.
When he is mad I hate him. I hated him when he cheated, a human mistake. When he is nice and sweet, he is wonderful. But we didn't have a good business relationship, which is what a marriage is right?
My son walked in and I composed myself, thanked him for the brew and went home.
Why are my heart strings still attached? I think I know. I guess I just want to know that what I feel is normal.
I love the new guy I have. He is a nerd, so I have heard from a few folks. But everyone likes him. So he dosen't do martial arts, lift weights and ride dirt bikes like my ex. My new man is a college graduate and my ex hated school. My Mom said she wanted all of us girls (there are three of us. My sister's have controlling husbands too) to marry someone like the new guy. She thinks he will bring up my confidence to return to college. He is sweet and he would give me the world if I wanted it. I do love him so.
I hate feeling this way. Oh well, sorry about the depressing post. I will regret writing it later.
He had an affair with my friend/co-worker 8 years ago and I never got over it. Plus, he and I are both controlling types and we butted heads on a daily basis. He is hyper and I am a silent dreamer. I am pisces and he is gemini. We are exactly like our sun signs to if you want to know. Weird.
I love to daydream even though it is impractical at times. He had a habit of yelling at me when I would do it. I became miserable. I began to escape by going for long walks in the woods and gathering little things from them. I was working on my ancestors craftwork to escape also. I would use the things I found in the woods to put it together. I guess I was obsessive about it.
Right before I left, he and I had a fight which led me to be flipped over and kneeled on, then have a fist in my back a few times. I had bruises on my back for weeks afterward. This physical thing would only happen about twice or three times a year. But that is enough. He has an extremelly violent temper, which my kids have seen.
He smoked pot to ease his tension. I tried to get him to go to the doctor and he went. The dr. put him on anti-depressants which my husband discontinued. I tried to get him back, to no avail.
When my husband is nice, boy, he is sweet and loving. When someone is sick, he is giving and attentive.
Anyway, I have just moved a few blocks from him about a month ago so the kids can go back and forth and I can have the dogs here sometimes. We had been married about 16 years. Now, 2 years after separating, he has a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. Our divorce is pending and we are both serious in our relationships.
Sorry about the tangent! But he thought my sons birth certificate was in the drawer. He started pulling stuff out of the drawer, pictures and little mementos. He said he hadn't gone through it for about 4 years. I broke down and cried big tears. My question is this: Why?? It has been two years since I left.
Let me say this. I married for life. I hung in there. I worked. I went to school. I cared for my children and was a loving mother. During all of this, I worked out hard enough to look sexy to him. I poured my whole self onto this family.
My husband hugged me for a minute and I told him I was sorry for leaving. I left him, the house, my kids, my three dogs, my three legged cat, my life...I feel so guilty.
My ex offered my a beer. I shared a beer with him.
You know? He has never said, "Dani, I am sorry for the pain I brought to you. I know you tried."
I know he tried too in his own way. He is a hard worker and a great provider. He took our family on some awesome vacations. There were good times.
When he is mad I hate him. I hated him when he cheated, a human mistake. When he is nice and sweet, he is wonderful. But we didn't have a good business relationship, which is what a marriage is right?
My son walked in and I composed myself, thanked him for the brew and went home.
Why are my heart strings still attached? I think I know. I guess I just want to know that what I feel is normal.
I love the new guy I have. He is a nerd, so I have heard from a few folks. But everyone likes him. So he dosen't do martial arts, lift weights and ride dirt bikes like my ex. My new man is a college graduate and my ex hated school. My Mom said she wanted all of us girls (there are three of us. My sister's have controlling husbands too) to marry someone like the new guy. She thinks he will bring up my confidence to return to college. He is sweet and he would give me the world if I wanted it. I do love him so.
I hate feeling this way. Oh well, sorry about the depressing post. I will regret writing it later.