The first counselor we saw tried to tell me to separate H's behaviors from the person. When he's in one of these dark places, his whole persona changes. His face seems longer - he walks heavier.

Still, when he came home 3 hours late tonight knowing I've been struggling physically and not returning my phone call, I don't think I responded in the DB way. I basically said 'you'll be happy to know I should have a miscarriage any day now, so if I don't address your legal concerns fast enough for you, then you should do what you need to do, but I'm going to take care of myself right now.' His response? silence.

And that is what I'm going to do. I'm just hoping my body does what is supposed to because otherwise I have to go in for some procedure.

I will close my bedroom door tonight. I highly doubt he'd sleep in my bed anyway, but it gives me a small measure of feeling like I have some control over any of this.

Goodman - no worries. I have similar names cross my mind today.

Thanks all for sticking with me through this horrible story.


He: WAH
Me: LBW
Precious: DD

~ I'm grateful for every day I have to improve the way I relate.