Thanks Chelsea, I need a little propping up just now. We had a phone call today that went exactly as I expected it to. I made a point of not using the words blame or fault and he was desperate to translate everything I said into I was saying he was to blame. Not a word about how I was feeling, just concerned with how it affected him. He has this incredible knack of being reborn every day as if the day before just hasn't happened. If I ask a question, I'm playing games, if I say things could have been done differently, I'm saying he's to blame. I'm sure I have to learn a completely different language to communicate with this man but I don't know any aliens to tutor me!! If I wasn't trying to grow my hair right now, I'd tear it all out. Instead I think I'll just go to bed and read the new Patricia Cornwell book. That's sure to get my mind off things.
