But what prevents H from changing his address to where he is living now? We are standing in the bank, it needs him to tell the clerk his present address, and hey presto, it is done! And I am a bitch?
See, with the post coming here, I am anyway still a bitch. I have to run after his post. Once they delivered a note to say a letter was not deliverbale - it needed a signature and there was no one home. Then you have to go pick it up at the PO. H said he couldn't do that, could I do it? I land up running around for him, a year after he leaves me and shacks up with TWO OW? Why should I? And if I say no, I am a bitch.
It also allows him to saunter into the house any time (when he comes to pick up D for instance) to 'check on his post' and 'stuff'. Guess who has to accommodate his stuff and dust it? He wants to have free run of THIS place, while I have only seen his place for a few hours, nearly two years after he moved out.
Slowly, this is a pattern of his, every house he has moved out of (and he has moved around a lot in his time, before we got married) he always left behind stuff and junk for whoever else to sort out. Now he is doing that to me. Go over to Creed's thread in MLC and see how it is for her too. Twenty years of family life and its accumulations, and it is grandly left for the LBS to keep clean, clear up dispose of or otherwise worry about.
He really seems to want me on standby mode for ever. He hasn't seen clearly how with him living his life in the way he chooses, with women he chooses, where he chooses, I am not going to stand still for him and be there for the occasions when he needs a berth or a punching bag for his emotions. He doens't give a sh*t about me in between.
Livnlearn
"The unexamined life is not worth living" - Socrates
