C was good. I got worked up which is probably a good thing to get some things off my chest. She pointed out several things that I worry about that I don’t control. The biggest one is my W. She seems to hate me. I don’t deserve to be hated. I know she needs that to justify the screwed up thoughts she is having. She has to live with it. I don’t.
Incidentally, I just asked her to fill out a form to make the Y a family membership and she absolutely exploded on me. “ this was my thing”, “now I’ll be thinking of you when I’m there”, etc…. I told her if she wants me to get out of the house so she has time with the kids, I need somewhere other than a bar to go. This is a perfect fit. Not sure if this is a good thing or not, but I’m sure looking forward to going. I guess it is good. Let her stew. I’m done feeling bad for her. She should feel bad for what she’s doing. She can hate me and I can love myself.
