H did the dog trick again and brought it late in the day when he knew I'd be here.
He was weird again. Gosh, it's tiring just thinking about it.
Says he is still depressed, suicidal, having nightmares, the works. AND he is still not seeing a therapist. Claims he doesn't have time.
I had the nerve to ask about us. He says he doesn't see space for us in his mind, his life, whatever.
I got really worked up this time and told him not to call or write or do any kind of contact with me until he sees a doctor. He just cryed all the way saying he IS a bad person and that I should hit him if I wanted to.
He kept mentioning suicide and saying he will make a life insurance just in case.
So when he left I called his father, who was not very sympathetic. He claims his son didn't show any of the behaviors I was accusing him of and that he doubted he would try to kill himself. He almost hang up on me. Was really, really rude. That really hurt me.
Since then I have been crying. I talked with a friend over the phone and that seemed to help a little. I am so tired. Is this worth it? I don't think so.
