Livy's Mom
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After walking on eggshells for about 3 months and trying to avoid what he said was coming, he left.
Saturday morning he woke up, showered, walked down to the basement grabbed some boxes, packed kissed our 3 year old on the top of her head and left.. Just like that.
I knew it was coming but it doesn't matter that I had been preparing. It still guts me. Once he was gone I cried like crazy then picked myself up and began cleaning up the house and rearranging our decor since he felt it necessary to take decorative items to his uncles basement. Lol
It's funny how my reactions have changed over the years... 3 years ago I was throwing myself on the floor begging and pleading for him not to go. Now I'm thinking about how unbalanced the built ins look now that he took his marine corps box.. Haha.
I can't quite tell if I'm in denial or if I'm just ok with him leaving.
He didn't come to see her and didn't call until yesterday afternoon. He had a brief conversation with her and the rest was just blah blah I got a storage unit and I'll come for the rest of my stuff this week or next week.
When he left I sent one text that said this is not about you not loving me, it's about your illness and when your ready to deal with that and come home we will be here. He responded blah blah.. I haven't reached out since.
At this point I am going about my normal day to day with my daughter and keeping my emotional meltdowns out of her sight.
I'm doing all of the things that I've learned I need to do. Care for her and I and let whatever will be just be.
It's incredibly difficult to let it be. My need to tell him to get help and come home is overwhelming at times. I want to scream and yell at his family that enables him. But I don't.
I'm doing what I have been told I should do when he dos this kind of thing but the fear that I'm not trying hard enough is overwhelming.
I'm afraid if I don't do SOMETHING, ANYTHING, that he will just stay gone and continue his decent into alcohol and sadness that nobody sees but me.
I haven't asked for money and plan to just do this on my own for a little while. I made that choice because I'm afraid to push him further away.
I will obviously go for support if in my heart I feel he really isn't coming home so I guess my question to all of you is am I an idiot?!?! Should I have already demanded financial support and drawn that line in the sand?
My family and friends think I'm nuts for not asking him for anything but I see it more as me proving that I am not the threat he sees in me. That he has the illness and I can see right through it.
Am I a moron for thinking this way?
Saturday morning he woke up, showered, walked down to the basement grabbed some boxes, packed kissed our 3 year old on the top of her head and left.. Just like that.
I knew it was coming but it doesn't matter that I had been preparing. It still guts me. Once he was gone I cried like crazy then picked myself up and began cleaning up the house and rearranging our decor since he felt it necessary to take decorative items to his uncles basement. Lol
It's funny how my reactions have changed over the years... 3 years ago I was throwing myself on the floor begging and pleading for him not to go. Now I'm thinking about how unbalanced the built ins look now that he took his marine corps box.. Haha.
I can't quite tell if I'm in denial or if I'm just ok with him leaving.
He didn't come to see her and didn't call until yesterday afternoon. He had a brief conversation with her and the rest was just blah blah I got a storage unit and I'll come for the rest of my stuff this week or next week.
When he left I sent one text that said this is not about you not loving me, it's about your illness and when your ready to deal with that and come home we will be here. He responded blah blah.. I haven't reached out since.
At this point I am going about my normal day to day with my daughter and keeping my emotional meltdowns out of her sight.
I'm doing all of the things that I've learned I need to do. Care for her and I and let whatever will be just be.
It's incredibly difficult to let it be. My need to tell him to get help and come home is overwhelming at times. I want to scream and yell at his family that enables him. But I don't.
I'm doing what I have been told I should do when he dos this kind of thing but the fear that I'm not trying hard enough is overwhelming.
I'm afraid if I don't do SOMETHING, ANYTHING, that he will just stay gone and continue his decent into alcohol and sadness that nobody sees but me.
I haven't asked for money and plan to just do this on my own for a little while. I made that choice because I'm afraid to push him further away.
I will obviously go for support if in my heart I feel he really isn't coming home so I guess my question to all of you is am I an idiot?!?! Should I have already demanded financial support and drawn that line in the sand?
My family and friends think I'm nuts for not asking him for anything but I see it more as me proving that I am not the threat he sees in me. That he has the illness and I can see right through it.
Am I a moron for thinking this way?