Long talk with xH on phone last night. He called me at work with a question and it went from there.
All good things, in a manner of speaking. He has been making a lot of calls, trying to lower my bills (insurance shopping, bundling cable/phone, etc). He is really doing a great job and I am letting him! He has also (for the third time since the D) given me his entire paycheck and says it can continue to go into my account as long as I need it.
xH: I want you to be ok. I want you happy and secure.
Me: I really appreciate that. The money always helps. Thank you.
xH: I just worry because you never sleep.
Me: I know, I am struggling with that, but it'll get better.
xH: I want to help. Let me.
Me: I do and I will. And I also wanted to tell you that you leaving every night when I get home at work is just as helpful to me as the money. Thank you for making an effort to do that every night lately.
xH: Sure.
It feels great that he cares. SUCH a turn around from a year ago, when he basically was trying to kick me out of the house without the girls. I stood firm about things like that, and he came around. I am so happy he is being respectful and kind. Little bitty ouch though, because he is doing it to tuck me away, move on from me with no guilt, and start his new life. I know he cares, but it still niggles me.
