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WonderWriter
Confident
December 8, 2020
Sometimes, I just wanna be left alone.
I work hard during the week pushing 100+ pound trolleys around a 700,00 sq. Ft. Store - multiple times a day - so when I have a day off I just want to rest. Yet, he sends our daughter to do the dirty deed of waking me from my nap (maybe dissociation) to pick him up from work Then, throws her under the bus b/c she wants Wendy’s - uh-uh, I’m not buying that excuse. I’m more angry about him twisting the truth than any
Some days I feel like nothing more than a servant - how could I have been okay with this for so many years?!
I enlightened him of the fact that my daughter has GAD b/c of his and my MIL’s random outbursts. I trusted the two of them to love and care for her, but instead she was belittled and degraded for things she wasn’t aware were wrong. All of it done when I wasn’t home, so they didn’t have to deal with me protecting her.
Guilt doesn’t even begin to describe how awful I feel for marrying into the same madness I wanted so badly to avoid. The emotional and verbal abuse she’s suffered (and still suffers) is my fault. Being financially cornered is my fault! How could I have been so blind and selfish. I broke my own childhood promise that my kids would not suffer like I did
Sometimes, I just wanna be left alone.
I work hard during the week pushing 100+ pound trolleys around a 700,00 sq. Ft. Store - multiple times a day - so when I have a day off I just want to rest. Yet, he sends our daughter to do the dirty deed of waking me from my nap (maybe dissociation) to pick him up from work Then, throws her under the bus b/c she wants Wendy’s - uh-uh, I’m not buying that excuse. I’m more angry about him twisting the truth than any
Some days I feel like nothing more than a servant - how could I have been okay with this for so many years?!
I enlightened him of the fact that my daughter has GAD b/c of his and my MIL’s random outbursts. I trusted the two of them to love and care for her, but instead she was belittled and degraded for things she wasn’t aware were wrong. All of it done when I wasn’t home, so they didn’t have to deal with me protecting her.
Guilt doesn’t even begin to describe how awful I feel for marrying into the same madness I wanted so badly to avoid. The emotional and verbal abuse she’s suffered (and still suffers) is my fault. Being financially cornered is my fault! How could I have been so blind and selfish. I broke my own childhood promise that my kids would not suffer like I did