Angus McGee
Gold Member
My wife wanted to get a new phone, so she headed to the AT&T store in the morning. While she was there, and I was at work, I got a text from AT&T saying "There has been changes made to your account. For more information, contact...."
I sent her a text, asking her "Have you done anything other than get a new phone?"
She replied, "Yes. Give me a few minutes, and I'll explain."
During the time I was waiting for her to get back to me, I was convinced that she had pulled her name off of our family plan, and created her own account. It would have cost more money, but after everything else that's happened these past few months, it would have made perfect sense.
She called an hour later, and explaned that because I was the primary account member, she couldn't make any changes, including get a new phone. The change she made was to make herself a co-primary account member on our account.
I said to her, "I thought you were pulling your name off the account, and making your own."
"No!" She said, with a tone that told me how absurd she thought that was.
Since then, I'm in a new funk. This one is deeper than the others I've had during this time. How funny that it's over something that didn't even happen.
I guess I just don't see an end to all of this. I almost feel that my love for her is fading, and it's being replaced by this sense of depression.
In spite of everything I've done to maintain contact, ask how she is doing, etc. it seems her actions are intentionally out to hurt me. I know that sounds foolish and even childish, but from someone that was once my partner in life, it doesn't take much to cause pain. Her actions over the past ~year have been chipping away at was once our life. Yet, I can't blame her, because she isn't herself. This rotten illness has turned her into someone I flat-out can't stand to be in the same room with, much less talk on the phone or email/text with.
I hope and pray that things will improve, but instead things get worse. I just don't know how much more I can take. But, regardless of whether I can "take" it or not, I have to continue on, and pretend that everything is sunshine and lollipops for her (while I'm in her presence) and for our kids.
Looking for an off-ramp around here somewhere.
I sent her a text, asking her "Have you done anything other than get a new phone?"
She replied, "Yes. Give me a few minutes, and I'll explain."
During the time I was waiting for her to get back to me, I was convinced that she had pulled her name off of our family plan, and created her own account. It would have cost more money, but after everything else that's happened these past few months, it would have made perfect sense.
She called an hour later, and explaned that because I was the primary account member, she couldn't make any changes, including get a new phone. The change she made was to make herself a co-primary account member on our account.
I said to her, "I thought you were pulling your name off the account, and making your own."
"No!" She said, with a tone that told me how absurd she thought that was.
Since then, I'm in a new funk. This one is deeper than the others I've had during this time. How funny that it's over something that didn't even happen.
I guess I just don't see an end to all of this. I almost feel that my love for her is fading, and it's being replaced by this sense of depression.
In spite of everything I've done to maintain contact, ask how she is doing, etc. it seems her actions are intentionally out to hurt me. I know that sounds foolish and even childish, but from someone that was once my partner in life, it doesn't take much to cause pain. Her actions over the past ~year have been chipping away at was once our life. Yet, I can't blame her, because she isn't herself. This rotten illness has turned her into someone I flat-out can't stand to be in the same room with, much less talk on the phone or email/text with.
I hope and pray that things will improve, but instead things get worse. I just don't know how much more I can take. But, regardless of whether I can "take" it or not, I have to continue on, and pretend that everything is sunshine and lollipops for her (while I'm in her presence) and for our kids.
Looking for an off-ramp around here somewhere.