H brought a bouquet of flowers today when he went to the store to pick up milk. He was acting like a childish ass last night, telling me to just leave and that I could call the kids later [what??], then moping and when I didn’t pay attention to him, throwing the inevitable temper tantrum, trying for sex, then a bigger temper tantrum.
Honestly, this all makes me sad. So very sad.
The couples counselor from the university just called and of course, H is sitting right here, practically on top of me. I didn’t want to talk to her. She wants to do our intake and schedule individual meetings so we can get started. Hell, I don’t even think it’s worth it now. I’m going to have to forcibly extract myself from this relationship, probably breaking him in the process and then be punished for it. This is all assuming I didn’t break first. OMG.
He asked me who called – of course – and I said it was the couples therapist and I didn’t want to talk to her. Denial being a permanent residence for him, he didn’t respond.
Sweep it under the rug. That’s right. Pretend it’ll go away though you know it won’t. Force me into a corner and make me the bad guy. Squeeze all of the life out of our relationship because you cannot face your problems. I’ll resent you with the force that I used to love you. You will not get what you think you want with this approach. Tread carefully. Massive destruction awaits and nobody wins.
- Conquering the Impossible: Communicating with Toddlers. (binkiesndrinkies.com)
- Are They Playing You? Recognizing When You’re a Pawn in Someone’s Manipulation Game (madamenoire.com)