I think I finally got it! I realized what it is to really detach. To detach for real without even trying.
When H came home friday after work, he came in carrying the mail. He ripped open one letter, and I saw him instantly get upset. He was sitting in the den at the desk, and I wondered if it was a letter from the courts telling him that he filed improper paperwork. * He filed a response to my response from nine months ago, and a request for a hearing. He then went to my attorney to give her a copy. ( He doesn't have an attorney) My attorney then called me to let me know what he was up to, and that she didn't know what the courts would do with it. So, I walked by him to use the shredder, and sure enough that was it. He immediately got on his computer, I guess trying to straighten it out. I tried to make polite conversation, and he wouldn't even acknowledge me. He then started doing his laundry. While that was going, he packed up some clothes, and his computer, and put them in his suv. Then he came and sat with me in the livingroom and started watching TV. He received several texts, most likely from ow, and proceeded to answer them in front of me. I finally had enough, slammed the lid of my laptop down, and said " If you need to be somewhere, I'll finish your clothes for you!" ( just to get him out of here) he said " I can do my own clothes!" I got up, went into the kitchen, and he was two steps behind me. The texting stopped, and he finished his clothes. As he was leaving, he walked by me without saying a thing. I called out to him that I would keep him in my prayers. He mumbled something and walked out the door.
When he came in this evening, he went right in his room and closed the door. Probably still working to correct his D paperwork. I asked him if he wanted some dinner, and he said NO! in a sarcastic tone. He came out about an hour later, went in the den, and got on his computer. Still not talking to me.
He has got some nerve being hateful towards me. He acts like I've done all this to him. He can have his D, but I'm not about to make it easy for him. I am in the "you play, you pay" mindframe.
I shut the TV and all the lights off, and left him sitting in the den. I am here in my bedroom with the door closed. Something I don't usually do. I just can't stand the sight of him right now.
