O.K., gang, it is time for a little venting. And, probably a call from Betsey for intervention!
Let’s see, it is now Monday morning. When was the last time I heard from H? Why, when he asked if it was o.k. to call again. Not a single word from him yesterday.
You know what? I am so tired of this. Mainly, because he stuck me with a HUGE job to do for him. One of his “issues” is that he doesn’t like me to do things for him, because he feels then as though he “owes” me. Well, sitting here feeling hurt and neglected (once again) I realized that all I ever wanted was a “thank you” and perhaps a little bit of time together since by doing the errand or job for him, I freed up some of his time.
Once again, I am stuck. I cannot say anything to him about it, because I already know the response is going to be: “See? Every time you do something for me, I have to hear about it!”
Mostly though, I have come to this realization: He does not care about me. He didn’t care enough to have me be the person he wanted to speak to when he won or lost his games yesterday.
You can all say what you want, or make whatever excuses for him that you want, but there is no way that he could not have taken 1 minute to call and let me know what was going on with him. Or to check up on his children for that matter.
He knows that this is important to me, and that he chooses not to do it, well, that speaks volumes.
I don’t want to do this anymore. I just really deserve so much more.
