Poor SD, of course Americans own guns. But it's only to protect us from Indians and to shoot the occasional bear that bothers us during our middle-of-the-night trips to the outhouse (that would be an outdoor loo, to you).
If you aren't familiar with our constitution, the government made the second amendment of our constitution allow citizens to keep guns to protect themselves from a government that might someday become corrupt and evil. Interesting proposition...giving someone you want to control the right and the tools to fight back if they don't like your ideas. The entire constitution is set up this way. Check it out...it's an interesting read.
I'm actually ambivalent about guns though I do keep a shotgun in the garage for when I used to go bird hunting in Texas 12 years ago. OH MY GOD!!...THAT'S IT! My wife needs to see me with my gun! I should kill innocent animals to show her that I'm a REAL MAN.
Actually, this was probably rude of me to digress off of a very upsetting topic to COgal. I will try to put this back on track by saying that you should follow Corri & your therapist's advice. Be strong and have faith that the future will be brighter.
That's ok; changing topics isn't necessarily a bad thing sometimes:) I own a gun that I only shoot at a shooting range, not at anyone. It also has a lock on it, so my two kids (both teens now) could never shoot anyone either. I bought my gun because I grew up in Georgia with a traditional southern father who didn't believe that girls should ever touch a gun. The funny thing is that my boyfriend's father (6th grade thru 11th grade) was a gun collector. I got to shoot lots of different guns while growing up. Mine is a Smith and Wesson 357 magnum, so no gun racks for this southern girl:)
Actually, Detective Harry Callahan had a .44 Magnum, and he said this:
Quote: I know what you're thinking. Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya punk?
Sorry...I'm a bit of a movie buff.
COGal: Just remember. . . Guns don't kill people. It's the bullets that kill you.
WORDS CAN BE FATAL. Don't let anyone fool you. Harsh words, unkind words and mean words are shooting holes in your self-esteem every time you hear them. There are many adults walking around bleeding to death over what someone said to them when they were children. It goes like this: thought to emotions to feelings to words to thought to emotions, etc. Every domestic disturbance that ends fatally started out with WORDS . Don't play like that. Listen very well over the next days and then take time to decide. I don't know how you feel about God but I would tell God to clue you in on what working in his head. Remember people talk about what they feel and they talk about it from their POV. If all that is coming out is mean stuff watch out. Also, if you decide to stay the course, remember if he is feeling like he ain't contributing he will attack you to keep from feeling bad. Men libido are tyed up in their achievements and it is hard wired they couldn't change that if they tried. I beleive that we have to come into a M prepared to give our all even when it gets us nothing in return but abuse starts with words. By the way, do you remind him every day of his lack of "lettuce"? Are you "buy-sexual"? Not that it will excuse his part in this but are you starting this dance?
No, I have never attacked his libido (or lack of) or accused him of being bi-sexual. I have only asked WHY WHY WHY...why don't you want me...why won't you touch me...why do you always promise you will and then don't.
I came home yesterday to find him almost completely packed up, yet he doesn't know where he's going or when. I cannot deal with this type of emotional abuse.
I met with our counselor yesterday. The counselor says that this is all a game to him, and she doesn't think he'll ever actually leave unless I force it. We'll see what happens; I think he'll be gone when I get home today.