Yeah, he's on Xanax and he's drinking. Bad combo. He complained yesterday that he's not sleeping. Didn't really say anything to him. He's up usually between 12 and 4 in the morning. He's been backing way off again. Today there's been very little interaction.
We did start off the day badly. Mostly because sometimes I have the complete inability to keep my big mouth shut. Snow again today. He knows I'm scared to death to drive in it, but left the house without me, which was fine. I got to work about 10 minutes after him and he said, "I didn't know you were so close to ready." Complete crap, yeah he did and that set me off. I can't stand when he lies. Anyway, I said, "no problem, we both had a point to prove." He asked what that was. I said, "I'm on my own and that's ok because I can take care of myself." He said, "that is completely untrue." I said, "listen, this really isn't a big deal." And it ended there. I wasn't snotty or mean but actually nice, but I said what I said.
Now he's holed up in his office I suspect talking to OW or lawyer. Who knows? I'll get another talking to tonight about how he's definitely leaving and it's all because of this particular incident. I pay no mind anymore. We could have 100 good "incidents" and 1 bad one and the one thing I can count on is that he'll focus on the bad one. I just can't live on eggshells anymore. It's ridiculous. He's an overgrown child. And honestly, I don't have much respect for the way he mopes around the house like the end of the world is coming. I can't understand people who refuse to take control of their lives and let them spin out of control the way he has. The victim mentality he's taken on (especially considering that these were the choices he made) has really gotten to be too much.
