Yeah, that does seem alarmingly low. Good you've come back. I', 6'2 was was probably a tad over 200 lbs back in July. I'm in the 170s now - people keep telling me how different I look. My appetite is fine now, but I guess no second helpings of home-cooked meals. Don't know.
Annnnyway - Yeah, you're right about that I suppose, the rescuing. She sent a text this morning that she's not going to the Cub Scout banquet, and asked when I wanted to pick up the boys. Said thank you as well, regarding the $. Called her back, but no answer - and didn't ring long, so pretty sure she saw it was me and sent it to message.
Not sure what's going on. Well, pretty clearly, she doesn't want to be around me or talk to me. I imagine now she's mad at herself for being "vulnerable", mad at me for who knows what - think she's inventing reasons, but knowing that she's feeling scared about finances, being alone, being stuck in this situation without good options, and talking in therapy about her needs not being met, there's plenty to project on to me.
Kind of feeling like I can shrug it off. I really don't have expectations about what's going to happen, so I guess at this point I'm OK. And I imagine, with the way she's been talking, she's curled up in a ball and engaging in self-pity.
So - I guess off to Costco to pick up a "main dish" to take to the banquet. Up until now, we've still been largely working as a team on these things - I wonder if this is an inflection point. Don't know what to do about it other than get on with my day.
Maybe now that "Stuck" has become "MrBond" I can take his user name.
