Husband and I traveled together for three days back in Sep. for his birthday. We 'met' each other few times the entire Sep. and Oct. He told me he is busy(I'm total fine). I'm friendly and calm when he told me he will not coming home for weekend. My expectation is down to the its minimum.
My language lesson is going well and I'm pretty happy and grateful for I have a good teacher and new friends from class. I have to confess that sometimes I have the thought - I'm happy living all alone, I work normally, I have plenty of time in doing the things I like, I don't have to serve the meals, I take care of myself and my days are simple and easy without him (my god, I said it...)
I'm grateful cause when I look back. This is the time when he bombed me 4 years ago. I was in h@ll day and night. He blamed me for everything, he could find ton of things that I did wrong. He had infatuation with a young girl at work and he acted just like a 18 years old high school boy. I still feel the fear once had when I was with him in the same space, I asked myself thousand times 'this is the same person I knew(I married) ?' I appreciate all the helps from church, friends, family and this forum in past four years !!
me 44 husband 43 no kids married 2006 bomb dropped Sep. 2014 husband moved out May. 2015 come to our apartment during weekend since 2017
