Please know that you are in my thoughts & prayers. I think of you often, as my 4 kids drive me crazy (teasing sort of). I remember when H didn't help much & I had to get everybody everywhere, make sure homework was done, discipline, teach, help, wash, enforce chores. Ugh ! It's exhausting.
As far as witnesses, there really aren't any. I told one friend how bad things were, & my mom, that's it. H's parents sort of knew we were having a tough time, but they had no idea how dire it was. I had become so much of a hermit the past year, I really pulled back from all my friends & didn't talk to anybody. Which is why I'm so glad to have everybody here to share with.
I'm glad you're enjoying reading it. It is very healing for me to write. I am sorry it made you cry though. hug. Take care.
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.
Right now I'm studying the nervous system and cranial nerves.
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.
I think a kick in the *ss would move her in the right direction. We just have to figure out what the kick is. You know that saying everybody has their price.....
I see parallels to your sitch and my own, except that it was not half as bad as yours, yet somehow you'll prevailed. I've been told that if and when some major crisis or calamity happened and brought W down to her knees only then she would see things differently. People who have talked with her (even on my behalf) have been extremely diplomatic. I wish you were around to kick my W in the *ss before things got this far!
I'm afraid I'm seeming weird... don't mean to seem so.
Something occurred to me about crying. I realized at one point in my life as a child, that I didn't know how to laugh. I wouldn't cry, could smile occasionally.. but no laughing. I'd practice.. and it would come out as a cackle. It seemed very important to learn to laugh.
Crying was something I avoided, rarely did. After giving birth to my first child, that all changed. Crying became much easier.. almost like a dam had been broken.
But man oh man... was I great at sucking it all back in whenever I tried letting it out.
another question.....why did you start to come to a website such as this if you wanted out of your M? I'm not trying to be mean.... i'm just interested....
ME:32 WAW:31 D #1: 3.5 D #2: 2 Together: 13 M:6 Bomb Dropped: 2/15/08 Sep legally: 6/18/08
"Tommorrow there'll be sunshine, and all this darkness past..." -Bruce Springsteen Land of Hope and Dreams
