Quick update, H came home 1/2 before I was to leave for work. Looking at me with contempt in his eyes. I sent the kids upstairs and we had a few minutes to talk. He basically said that things were going good and then all of a sudden I started questioning everything. He says he feels like I have his ball$ in a vise grip. He can't make a move without my "permission". He said I am pushing him away. He thinks he would rather get a D and give up everything he has just not to feel like this anymore. He said I analyze things too much, why can't I just let things be. He said he is guarded around me, that I would probably know alot more but he cannot approach me because he thinks I will go off on him. He said things were great when he left for work in the morning and then when we talked I started laying into him if he is 1 hour late coming home and he can't take it anymore. In the end he said just let it go and went upstairs without saying goodbye.
So off to work I went feeling like crap. It's not too easy to be cheerful and friendly when your life is falling apart. As I expected, there was no I love you note left for me this morning.
He also mentioned that he hates when I call him at work; he does not have time to talk he said he doesn't call me when I'm at work. So I guess I will not call him anymore and if he gets his way I am not to care where he is and he can come and go as he pleases. Isn't that a perfect partnership:
