My roller coaster just hit the ground FOBD. Seriously, it's so hard to deal with. He's been sleeping on the couch since he came home. I haven't said a word about that. Just acting happy. Anyway, yesterday during the day he was complaining about falling asleep in the chair and it hurting his neck. I asked if he needed me to wake him up to go to bed. He said yes. Ok fine.
So last night, I woke him up. At first he said he didn't want to go to sleep. (ummmm... he was asleep). Later, I saw he moved to the couch. Perfect.
This morning he comes to give me a kiss goodbye and says, "when you woke me up last night to go to sleep, did you mean on the couch or in the bed?" I said the couch (stupid, stupid me). Later I thought about it and decided to ask him if he wanted to come into the bed. He started ranting that he felt like a guest in his own home and that he thinks he came back too early and that I made him feel really bad last night. So, I try, try, try (with a little help from my friends - Dgal) to talk him off the ledge. I explain I want him in the bed but that I didn't want to insist because I wanted to give him space. I told him that it was a misunderstanding and that if he wants to come into the bed, then just tell me. Well, he continues to rant that I made him feel bad and that he thinks he came back too early. Finally, I said that I felt he was just looking for an excuse to leave. (I've had it!). He denied that and said that we'll talk later.
Honestly, he's unstable. And I'm not sure how many shots I should or need to take before I snap. I'm not a mindreader. And I'm not going to apologize for not being a mindreader. The idea to leave the bedroom was HIS. Always was HIS.
I move between absolutely p*ssed to devastated. What a day.
