Passed him at his storage place a couple of days ago...he saw me and was upset that I didnt stop and see him (?)
He was looking for his meds.
Guess he feels he needs them again.
He was torn out of shape when he brought the kids to me that night. I asked what was wrong and all I got was "it doesnt matter". The next day I asked if I had done something to upset him because I didnt think I had and he said that I just dont know that I do. Well then I told him that this is were communication comes into the picture...he said he was communicating and I told him that saying "it doesnt matter" isnt communicating, he then told me he was trying the best he knew how...Of course he is trying the only way he know how....keeping it bottled up and letting me figure out is how.
ugh...after 3 years I would have thought that communcation was something that would have been learned.
He is so unhappy and miserable. We do talk everyday. He texts alot.
oh well....im good though. Living my life!!
Last edited by kissak; 08/13/0904:09 PM.
Kissak
"What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee." Psalms 56:3 M-37 H-37 S-10, D-15 M- 1993 First bomb- 12/23/06 Came and went too MANY times! Gone again 10-25-10
