My D6 had a major freak out for missing her TH appt. I did not think she would take it so badly that we missed it. I really wanted her to see her TH especially since we are getting ready for the big D talk next week. It was totally my fault. I have been working nights and I have swiss cheese brain already. I screwed up the times, but her meltdown was sooo bad. She went into the backyard and screamed at her best friend who was eating her cookies. She yelled that her best friend gets have everything and that she has nothing! Her best friend has a cat and a dad and a truck and she has nothing. It is not fair, etc. whoa. I tried to calm her down but I was just pissed that she would talk to anyone that way, like a brat.
Then I displace my anger toward my H for being a prat and not dealing with the sitch at all. Yes, I broke the 48 hour rule and called him from the garage and tried to calmy tell him off. I told him I felt resentment for his choices and how his choice have affected the kids. he asked how his life affects the kids? Denial. I told him that the kids feel betrayed and walked out on too. He slammed that I was the one who kicked him out and that I was the one who wanted a D. I replied that I now know from working at the bar that he treated me like Sh## for months before seperation because he was being a leach and having affair(s) way before I asked him to leave! His guilt from going out with bar tramps made him treat me like crap at home. What choice did I have? Click. Again. then he called back but I did not talk to him. I am still fuming.
Me:38 H:39 MLC M:10 R:23 years D6 S3 Bomb: Easter, 2007 "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."