Well, this morning he didn't even bother with the hugs, just rolled over as I climbed back into bed (ok, he did take the girls to school, I was busy doing laundry, etc) and asked 'would you make me lunch'
I did, and was angry.
So I went back up to bed, and said ' I feel very angry at myself for continuing to do things like this for you. When you are ready to admit your part in ruining this R, I would be more than willing to show you affection, and do things for you. Until then, I can't do it.'
H 'You have no communication skills.' Blah blah blah about how I shouldn't just start out by saying everything is so bad, how can that promote healing, I just talk etc etc. H'I've stopped answering your questions because I know that every question only has one right answer for you, and if I don't give it, I'm in trouble. You always have to be the one who's right.'
M'That's why I've suggested we see a C'
H just kind of sighs and rolls over. And I'm sitting here, madder than h*ll, and knowing that the boys will be up soon and I have to try to function on 5hrs sleep.
