Tuesday... Started off quite alright. H called in the afternoon to see how I am. Short chat. Nothing much.
Later in the evening, H called the home phone to speak to the boys. Boys were rathe naughty last night. ANyway, heard S6 said "you wanna speak to mommy? Okay. Mmmmommm..dad wants to speak to you". So, I spoke to H. He sounded okay and normal.
Later in the night, I saw that I had two missed calls on my mobile. Was H. But I didn't call him, but sent him a short text about something funny in response to his text the night before. Then H called. Asked why I didn't pick up the phone when he called. Told him that I was in the shower. Heard that he sounded "different" and commented that he sounded tired. H: No. Just feeling sh!tty. Me:Oh...In that case, better not talk. H: Ok. Bye then. Nite Me: Nite.
Then I sent H a text. Me: You shouldn't call me when you are feeling sh!tty. Cause you will then make me feel worse, which in turn, I will make you feel worser than worse... and it goes on. BTW, this is a symptom of MLC. Maybe you should see a doc to get some anti-depressants. Nite nite. H: No. It's not that. Will tell you about it in a few days. Nite Nite. Me: Okay. Have some chocolate or w@#k...works wonders... at least for me anyway. Nite nite.
No reply from H. Did wonder if I should text and check up on him. But thought..nah.. won't help. And I would feel worse if he texts back with something negative. Kept telling myself that I can't control him. He needs to sort himself out. I can't cure his inner issues/ demons/ emotions/ turbulence... He needs to sort this out all by himself.
Guessed my PMS is still not in the horizon as I can still think straight.
