Livy's Mom
Silver Member
I just need to vent this out because the past few days have been rough for me.
I very well could have gone out of my mind woman crazy. We all know the kind of woman crazy I'm talking about. Hell hath no fury kind of thing.
Last I posted I felt stronger and more at peace. I took a stand for I believed to be the best thing for my daughter and I and was proud as a peacock just fluffing my feathers all over town. So proud of how strong I was...
Now I don't know if I deserve an award for outstanding efforts against all odds or I could quite possibly be a f*ck*ing idiot. This morning I would have gone with gold medal but tonight I feel the latter.
It's been two weeks or so since I took my stand and told him no more floating in and out of my little girls life and continuously abandoning her. I was so sure of that decision. I really was. He never came or called after that.
Today I wake up and I start to think of Christmas and how his absence will hurt. Late day I am out Christmas shopping and decide to reach out. It took me forever to draft what I thought was a neutral text to offer up the opportunity for us to do this better. I sent this "Hi. Please let me know when you have time and are ready to talk. Christmas is coming and I want all of us to enjoy it." He wrote back "Lol".
I wish I had stopped there but my emotions just took the wheel so I responded again with "your obviously not interested and that is ok. I just wanted to check in to see if you were ready to talk. I'm sorry I asked. I hope you are ok."
He responded "F*ck yourself". Oh boy...
I went into a tailspin. Epic level meltdown in the mall parking lot. I have no idea how to do this anymore.
I have maintained my composure and respect for him since the morning he woke up a different man and took off. Since he left he has been so incredibly hostile and mean.
I don't understand it. I don't know where the anger is coming from only towards me. If I were to ask what I have done to warrant such hatred, I am 100% certain there is nothing.
If this were just my boyfriend I would have put this to bed already but I don't have that option. We have a child, a house, a life together!!!
I don't know how to communicate with this version of him. It's just not possible.
It feels like the person he was is gone and never coming back. For a while I thought after some time if I kept things civil that he would eventually have no choice but to stop being angry. I mean how long can a person fight with someone who isn't fighting back!
Tonight I feel like I'm mourning a death. I dont mean to be dramatic but it is like I woke up and now I'm a widow. Even worse than that I feel like I can't walk away and grieve the "death" because I can hear him scratching on the inside of the coffin trying to get out. I can hear him in there and there is nothing I can do to open it and bring him back to life.
So I sit and wait for a miracle because I just can't walk away knowing he's in there.
Apologies for the long winded drama but my family and friends would likely think I'm an idiot for trying as hard as I have. I know they already look at me with the "poor thing can't move on" look. After today I feel like they are right.
I feel lost, tired and yet I still feel like I can't walk.
I very well could have gone out of my mind woman crazy. We all know the kind of woman crazy I'm talking about. Hell hath no fury kind of thing.
Last I posted I felt stronger and more at peace. I took a stand for I believed to be the best thing for my daughter and I and was proud as a peacock just fluffing my feathers all over town. So proud of how strong I was...
Now I don't know if I deserve an award for outstanding efforts against all odds or I could quite possibly be a f*ck*ing idiot. This morning I would have gone with gold medal but tonight I feel the latter.
It's been two weeks or so since I took my stand and told him no more floating in and out of my little girls life and continuously abandoning her. I was so sure of that decision. I really was. He never came or called after that.
Today I wake up and I start to think of Christmas and how his absence will hurt. Late day I am out Christmas shopping and decide to reach out. It took me forever to draft what I thought was a neutral text to offer up the opportunity for us to do this better. I sent this "Hi. Please let me know when you have time and are ready to talk. Christmas is coming and I want all of us to enjoy it." He wrote back "Lol".
I wish I had stopped there but my emotions just took the wheel so I responded again with "your obviously not interested and that is ok. I just wanted to check in to see if you were ready to talk. I'm sorry I asked. I hope you are ok."
He responded "F*ck yourself". Oh boy...
I went into a tailspin. Epic level meltdown in the mall parking lot. I have no idea how to do this anymore.
I have maintained my composure and respect for him since the morning he woke up a different man and took off. Since he left he has been so incredibly hostile and mean.
I don't understand it. I don't know where the anger is coming from only towards me. If I were to ask what I have done to warrant such hatred, I am 100% certain there is nothing.
If this were just my boyfriend I would have put this to bed already but I don't have that option. We have a child, a house, a life together!!!
I don't know how to communicate with this version of him. It's just not possible.
It feels like the person he was is gone and never coming back. For a while I thought after some time if I kept things civil that he would eventually have no choice but to stop being angry. I mean how long can a person fight with someone who isn't fighting back!
Tonight I feel like I'm mourning a death. I dont mean to be dramatic but it is like I woke up and now I'm a widow. Even worse than that I feel like I can't walk away and grieve the "death" because I can hear him scratching on the inside of the coffin trying to get out. I can hear him in there and there is nothing I can do to open it and bring him back to life.
So I sit and wait for a miracle because I just can't walk away knowing he's in there.
Apologies for the long winded drama but my family and friends would likely think I'm an idiot for trying as hard as I have. I know they already look at me with the "poor thing can't move on" look. After today I feel like they are right.
I feel lost, tired and yet I still feel like I can't walk.