Early this year, we faced another crisis in our marriage. It was the same issue again. He was angry at the way I had tried to resolve the issue on my end without consulting him. I had avoided consulting him because he was easily stressed by these unexpected issues in life.
And it was angry/ violent outburst number 2. This time, it lasted at least 2 hours, and all the neighbours were outside the house, worried about my safety. I knew that if I had given the slightest indication of fear or alarm, the police would have been called. To say that my kid and I were terrified would have been to make the understatement of the year. I still get sick to my stomach when I think of my kid cowering behind the door, too scared to even close the door to the room.
To cut a long story short, I filed for a divorce when I saw that it was going down the same route of pushing all the blame on me. I was scared and confused because the magnitude of this 2nd outburst was many many times that of the previous one. He really snapped. I didn't know what had caused him to snap and I was scared that I would trigger another outburst.
You can call me Dory/ Grl.
As a wise fish once sang,"Just keep swimming!"
It's no use to go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
