H wakes up Sunday morning...and begins the apologies. Except they're H apologies.
H: I'm really sorry about last night. I shouldn't have said all that, especially with the way you are. It just makes you more depressed. I was a total jerk.
I don't really say much...I was still in bed.
H: Okay? I didn't mean any of it. ME: You didn't mean it that I'm "ruining your life?" H: I said I was sorry. Okay? I just got really upset about that book. ME: Well, I left because I felt like you were threatening me. H: Threatening you??? Have I EVER beat on you?? ME: Well, you said if I thought you were abusive you'd start acting abusive...I didn't know WHAT you meant. H: very upset...Well I was mad! I found that book! How am I supposed to feel? ME: So you found a book about verbal abuse...and you responded by giving me...verbal abuse? ???
H: Yes! I was HACKED OFF!! That made me feel horrible!!
Okay, does anyone else see that I am talking to a crazy person? I just said very little at this point because he was getting worked up again. Then he spent the rest of the day massively sucking up to me. Once he came up behind me and hugged me and apologized again for being "an a$$hole" and that I didn't deserve that...because I'd been working hard. Awww, isn't that sweet? Anyway, it was just like that Broken Wing video.
So this making up/sucking up thing is interesting. He keeps doing things for me (I even got MORE flowers. Super.) And he wants to be in my good graces...but I HAVE to forgive him and accept this stuff...or goes to pieces again...and we cannot discuss what he did other than for him to say sorry...or he goes to pieces again as well.
HE is the one who is getting the reassurances in all this, NOT me. So anyway, now it's all sunshine and rainbows again. As long as I act like I'm happy, the storm subsides.
He did admit that he drank way way too much that time, and he was really really drunk, so drunk that he doesn't remember the end of the night or anything. Huge admission. Wow. He's never even asked me where I was or when I came home or anything. I guess he'd have to stop thinking about himself for five minutes to wonder about that.
