This all stemmed from an R talk where I told him how I felt about him choosing to go into work today when he didn't have to. He asked me if I was alright with it, and I said, "Honestly, I am not, but if it's what you want, then ok. I understand. I would prefer you to stay home and do something with me, but if you would prefer not to, then alright." Then he got p*ssed and started going off about how he doesn't want to work but feels he has to because "bills need to be paid, gas needs to be put in your car, the kids need clothes, you have to be able to go out of town to visit your sisters, so there goes more money for gas......" It just goes on and on.

He said he moved back in because he hoped it would work, but he's convinced that it won't because all he gets from me is BS. Me talking to him about spending QT together is BS. Me talking about the importance of family time and always being sure to nurture the R between the two of us is BS. The fact that I don't trust him is BS. The fact that I feel he should meet me halfway in this R is BS. Actually, it's not, he said. But he didn't say or do anything to imply that he would try harder.

I am just so emotionally drained from all of this, in no mood to 'get along'. I don't want to fight. I just want to be left alone, but he couldn't even do that. He has been poking and prodding me all evening because it's his way of trying to get me to lighten up. "We have kids together, so no matter what happens, we still should try to get along." I agree, but my idea of getting along doesn't involve you sticking your feet in my face or obstructing my path when I'm trying to go to another room. He laughs at it all, like it's some big f***ing joke. I do not get it. What kind of sick pleasure does he get out of annoying me like this?

Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward. ~ Joseph Campbell