I was really hurt he wouldn’t eat what I made when this first happened. Now I make what I feel like eating, if it’s something I know he wouldn’t eat, it tastes even sweeter, because I am cooking for me.
For Thanksgiving, I was making mashed potatoes on Wednesday for a casserole. He walked into the kitchen and I asked if he wanted a bite, and surprisingly he said yes and that he thought they were good. Then he left and skipped the holiday to try and be with OW. Since he has returned his cloud is super dark. So this is going on two weeks and I know if I asked what he was doing for Christmas or if he planned on joining us he couldn’t answer. So I am planning and prepping and doing what I can. I am going out and enjoying the season. If he wants to tag along, he can. It I know he won’t ask and I certainly am not asking him if he wants to come.
My therapist totally has said I am living with an adolescent. His behavior total shows it. It remains to be seen how this will go, but I know after being with this man almost 30 years, more than half our lives, he deserves and I deserve to give it more than seven months before I throw in the towel. He may have but I haven’t. I am stronger than he realizes.
