When H came over, I was planning on asking him for additional money to help during the holidays. He gave me $200 already earlier in the week to help with my bank account going negative. I asked him if he had the rest of the child support and he gave me a little less than what's due. I said I was hoping he could help me and give me the full amount and we can use the 200 from earlier to go towards what he's behind on. He told me he's not behind at all. I told him I write it down to keep track of and can show him on the pocket calendar I keep. I took it out and when I was opening it, he got right up to me, put his finger pointed on my face and told me he doesn't owe me anything. I hit his hand away telling him not to put his hands in my face. (At this time I could smell the alcohol on him too, so I know it was much more than just a few like he said).
He shoved me across the kitchen and when I wasn't stumbling he shoved me again. He was in my face with his finger telling me what a F'ing B I am, he hates me more than life itself and can't wait to get rid of me! And he kept shoving me. D saw all of this since she came into the kitchen to see why he was screaming so loudly. I told her to call 911 and she went to find the phone. He went and screamed at D telling her "D is f'ing fine! Don't you DARE call the police!" I saw the phone in my room then and I called. He heard me pressing buttons and grabbed the phone from me, shoved me on the bed, hung up and threw it. They called back, I grabbed the phone and told them to hurry and come over since he was shoving me all over the house.
He again told me how much he hates me, I'm a piece of sh*t and I'm worthless. He went to leave and I said "You can't go now, you've got company coming boy" and I smiled because I was trying to be a smarta** then (for whatever reason). He went to leave and said "Look what you did to our daughter. This is your fault and I did nothing wrong!" He told D to come downstairs and she did. He got in her face and said "I'm so f'ing sorry D, it's not my fault and it's not your fault" I told him not to swear at her and he again got in my face screaming in the hallway.
The police came, D ran in the house and cried because she didn't want me or daddy arrested to jail. She told the police he was trying to kill me. He wasn't, but to an 8 year old it may have looked that way. One cop brought me in the house, another kept him in the hallway. Then his cop came in and told me H said I'm the one that was yelling and hit his hand and he was just trying to stop me. He said he doesn't believe that though since he sees the marks on me, sees his anger and smells the alcohol on him.
I didn't press charges, but the cops said that we both need to take the weekend to calm down and we can talk on Monday for H to see D again then.
I don't know what to do friends. I am sore, hurt, sad, feel hopeless, don't know what he's thinking, and can't believe he was fine driving D 20 miles while drunk. I want to run away. Any thoughts?
