Purplemunchkin
Gold Member
...are great. Oh, no, wait. I think I've got that wrong.
Rant/vent alert. Feel free to move along, this is just my catharsis.
One minute we're having a cuddle, and he's saying how lucky he is to have me, and I'm so patient and supportive.
The next I'm a bitch who doesn't listen and who twists everything to make him think he's going mad.
My usual tactic of walking away wasn't an option since I was in bed and he was by the door at this point.
He starts shouting and swearing; he's had enough, this is it, he's leaving (I think it's been over 18 months since he threatened that). He then punched the lightshade on the overhead light sending it and the bulb flying across the room.
I stayed calm and said it was his choice if he wanted to go. I knew exactly what he would say next; "is that what you want?". When I didn't answer he shouted and swore at me some more.
I wasn't quite as calm when I told him to just piss off if that was what he wanted to do. He slammed the door and stomped downstairs.
Within about 10 minutes he came back up and started saying maybe we should take a break, then wound up crying in my arms, apologising, telling me how much he loves me, but I deserve so much better.
He's now fast asleep while I'm here running over it in my head. The usual questions of what the he'll did I say/do to set that off?! How many more of these episodes do I have the strength to take?
Right, now I've got all of that off my chest I'm going to try and get some sleep. Busy day with his kids tomorrow...
Rant/vent alert. Feel free to move along, this is just my catharsis.
One minute we're having a cuddle, and he's saying how lucky he is to have me, and I'm so patient and supportive.
The next I'm a bitch who doesn't listen and who twists everything to make him think he's going mad.
My usual tactic of walking away wasn't an option since I was in bed and he was by the door at this point.
He starts shouting and swearing; he's had enough, this is it, he's leaving (I think it's been over 18 months since he threatened that). He then punched the lightshade on the overhead light sending it and the bulb flying across the room.
I stayed calm and said it was his choice if he wanted to go. I knew exactly what he would say next; "is that what you want?". When I didn't answer he shouted and swore at me some more.
I wasn't quite as calm when I told him to just piss off if that was what he wanted to do. He slammed the door and stomped downstairs.
Within about 10 minutes he came back up and started saying maybe we should take a break, then wound up crying in my arms, apologising, telling me how much he loves me, but I deserve so much better.
He's now fast asleep while I'm here running over it in my head. The usual questions of what the he'll did I say/do to set that off?! How many more of these episodes do I have the strength to take?
Right, now I've got all of that off my chest I'm going to try and get some sleep. Busy day with his kids tomorrow...