I dont think it is anything he specifically does or does not do that angers me anymore. It is more that I am in a stage of anger about being here. I did everything right. I changed my entire self. They were lasting, permanent changes, not just temporary to save my M.
We came back together broke, and I have triple my income since then. If that jerkface would have just kept his portion of the bargain, with the job he has now, we would FINALLY be on easy street financially.
I get angry because I cannot get the stupid sofa out of the old house. It is too big for the door. He would know what to do.
I get angry because I want to text someone during the day. I cant.
I get angry because I REALLY REALLY REALLY loved dancing close to Brian. I am supposed to ONLY have feelings like that about jerkface.
I get angry because I have to be the sole person for 3 kids.
I get angry because I want to give a nice hot oil massage as much as I want to get one and I just cant.
I get angry because I am not good enough to handle all of this.
I get angry because I dont want to practice patience.
I get angry because he is so cold and indifferent.
I get angry because (I am not trying to be vain) but because I know I am better than OW can ever be.
I get angry because I feel I am funny, happy, pretty, thoughtful and intelligent. How can I not be good enough?
Most of the day I am fine. But I still feel I can work on getting rid of anger. I think the hardest part of letting the anger go is the fact that I still feel I am 100% right to be angry.
My anger does not control me much. I just know it is there and would like to work on getting rid of it so that I am a happier person.
Me: 42 H: 45 M: 18 yrs T: 20 yrs D: 17 D: 15 S: 12 I kicked him out 8/21/15 I will DB until March 21st 2017, that is it!