oops, quoted wrong post !! Doh, meant to be the stories one you mention!!
((Arthur))
I figured, no worries. H & I talked it over briefly this morning. He is supportive, & made a few appropriate suggestions, however, he realizes this is ultimately a solo journey. Thank you for the hugs.
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
P.S. No statute of limitations exists for your actions.
Woman, you crack me up !!!! LOL Simple, to the point, accurate....I like it.
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
God I so want to scream I don't F***ing care about how you feel sometimes. But, his feelings have blown my world apart.
The baby steps are really seeming huge this morning. I'm so glad I have all of you to turn to. Otherwise I would be alone in a pity pool.
I have to find the strength to DB. Its one of those days that I can only handle in 5 minute increments, I'm afraid.
(((KJ))), you're not alone, we're here. Imagine yourself inside a big bubble. His feelings are on the outside, yours are on the inside. His can't get through to you. When he's nice & soft, your bubble can be very close to your skin surface. When he's raging, your bubble can extend as large as you need to feel protected & insulated from his feelings. They are HIS, not YOURS. Okay ? (oh, & it's okay to go sit in the car, drive around the block & scream anything you want to).
Be gentle with you. Do something for you. Uplifting music, a good book, a walk, anything to clear your head & realize it's his junk, not yours. Clean out a closet, or hack a bush in the backyard.
The other night, I was struggling, huge, & the kitchen sink got clogged, bad. H wasn't home, darn it. I took the whole pipe assembly apart under the sink, & the clog went into the wall. Ugh ! 2 hours later, the sink was clean & clear, & my struggling emotions were gone. Get busy. Do something, anything.
hugs hugs hugs
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
the kitchen sink got clogged, bad. H wasn't home, darn it. I took the whole pipe assembly apart under the sink, & the clog went into the wall. Ugh ! 2 hours later, the sink was clean & clear, & my struggling emotions were gone. Get busy. Do something, anything.
SC, I don't know that I have ever been this turned on in my life.... you do plumbing......
the kitchen sink got clogged, bad. H wasn't home, darn it. I took the whole pipe assembly apart under the sink, & the clog went into the wall. Ugh ! 2 hours later, the sink was clean & clear, & my struggling emotions were gone. Get busy. Do something, anything.
SC, I don't know that I have ever been this turned on in my life.... you do plumbing...... Ian
ROFL, oh Ian, you have no idea. It was sooooooooo gross, it was angel hair pasta with vodka sauce (so it's kind of orange anyway). Then, when I got the pipes apart, it smelled like puke. I was dying. I put mentholatum on the tip of my nose like the coroners do. I was looking for a clothes pin for my nose. I dug through the garage for anything that would work like a plumbers snake......My kids would walk through & gag from the smell. I was ANYTHING BUT sexy.
You just made my day !
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
hey cookie...when you get a chance...i need a favor (outside of my plumbing :-))...could you pop in on Losingsunshine and Kptch's thread..
Both are in a similar boat to me (although losingsunshine is worse off) and could really use some of your advice...thanks.
Sure thing, (I'm guessing the plumbers joke is going to get a lot of mileage lol).
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
