I'm trying so hard to be strong, to disengage, detach
but the holiday was so hard.
First it was my son walking in on the argument between H and me over me using H's cell phone, h claiming everything in this house as his (not true), etc. Hard for my son to be here, around that.
Then it was H, SD17 sitting on their butts while my son and I did all the work for Thanksgiving. Even tho I asked H to have his daughters help, it just didn't happen.
So Friday H had to work. God smiled on me there. The leeches went home cause daddy left. God continued to smile. So Friday was pretty good.
Sat. nite H made a big offer to take my son, and his gf, who had arrived that afternoon, out to supper. And then made snide comments to me when my son and his gf went and sat at the bar while we waited for our meal to come. My son works in another state-sees his gf about once a month; they hadn't seen each other in weeks, and just went and sat at the bar to talk, just the two of them, until supper arrived. It pi$$ed H off, he said it was rude. I asked him, why, then, was it ok for SD17 to go running off to flirt with some boy when we went to the nursing home to visit his mother? Why is it ok for SD17 to go sleep at H's sisters while we are having his mothers birthday party? Me and mine can never measure up, can we? Then H started spouting off about the cost of the meal. Ummm, he offered to take us out. Ummm, this is the FIRST time since we've been married that we've taken my son out for supper together. It is a weekly or at least bi monthly thing for his precious leeches.
Sorry. I am so pi$$ed again. Sorry, but my son is kind, thoughtful, tried to get along with everyone (even brought his own damn chair, as I told him about H and the leeches always taking up the seating in the living room).
I'm about giving up on the idea of school-I can't stay and watch this for that long. I continue to look for work-I heard on the news last week that with unemployment rising, you can expect it to take an average of 8 months to find a job!!! I've been given some pretty good ideas from some of you on here-I'm checking it all out.
Just help me maintain, please! This is so miserable. If only I had known. If only.
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OMG F HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I mean who the hell does he think he is? It's okay for his precious daughter to run off and do whatever the hell she wants but God forbid your son go speak to his GF in private? WTF? And you are right, why did he bother to offer? Just so he could insult your boy?
He's just jealous. You have a son who is nice and loving. He has a nasty little troll jr who is spiteful, mean, vendictive, jealous, and a big fat baby.
I so can't wait for you to leave him. Isn't that terrible to say to your friend? I wish you nothing but the best........always have. Every blog of yours that comes on ST I make sure to read and respond to. You are truley a friend of mine, even if only in black and white FOR NOW. But none the less, I wouldn't tell a every day life friend of mine nothing but the truth and I'm not going to tell you anything less.
Bewitched, you deserve better. And I can't wait for the day that I hear about how you've gotten what you deserve......happiness.
((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))))to my friend.
Your honesty is appreciated, my friend
"To Thine Own Self Be True" William Shakesphere
And I'm trying so hard to find that job! I sooo dread Christmas-at least both my sisters will be here, my son. I just wish I could truly be bewitched and make H and the leeches disappear with a twitch.
Somedays I honestly believe that I am turning into the PSYCHO B1tch from He11. But, then H leaves, and I have a chance to calm down and be myself again. One more thing to be grateful for...
I know I'll never understand H...but at times, I just
"To Thine Own Self Be True" William Shakesphere
keep trying to get him to see what he's doing (done) to this marriage.
Today he's talking about a co-worker who has been shirking on the job-had the easiest job but would not get out and help the other guys, and how this individual is being cut out of the bonuses because of it.
So I responded with, yes, it makes you angry when someone is sitting around on their butt while you're doing all the work. I told him I could never do that, whether it was at the bank, or here at home, and how I don't respect anyone who does (referring to SD17 sitting on her a$$ all thru the thanksgiving mess). And remembering the ONE TIME here at home where I could not help him-when he was laying the stones for his hot tub project. I had a seperated shoulder at the time and could not help. He belittled me for that so many times, you have no idea.
Now all I hear from him is how SD17 had sooooo much fun on thanksgiving, sitting and playing games with her daddy! Oh, thank you Daddy! It's so great to have a home to be with you in Daddy! Meanwhile, the serving winch (myself) gets not one word of thanks. Not even from H.
So, the subject of sleeping came up. We have a king size bed. I have my Max, the Golden, H has a rat terrier. Those of you who don't love dogs will find this gross, but the dogs so sleep on the bed. Max usually sleeps at the foot of the bed. When H is here with his dog, he holds the dog all nite long. He has now announced Max to large for the bed. My response was, ok, we'll get dog beds and both dogs can sleep in them, on the floor. No more dogs on the bed, problem solved, right? Nope. Wrong again. According to H, Max shall sleep on the floor while his dog will remain sleeping the the bed. I can't believe this a$$hole! This is MY house, for God's sake!!! It's not enough for him and his leeches to take over every damn thing I own, now it's his friggin dog!
f'em. If I don't find a job soon, I'm going to rob a bank. I am starting to feel very desperate, very desperate.
When I was growing up we had
When I was growing up we had a mule that was as mean as a snake and stubborn. Sometimes Daddy would have to smack him upside the head to get his attention. There are days when I wish I could do that to H and not get into trouble. Yes I still call my father Daddy. What can I say I'm a southern girl and every one knows a southern girl will say Daddy doesn't matter if she's 9 or 90.
Oh Bewitched ~
You deserve sooo much better than this!! It just makes me angry that your husband treats you this way! I would definitely put the job on first priority. I wouldn't cut out school all together, but I would put that second and job first. You need to get him out of your life. You can take out loans for school if need be and go to school at night while you work during the day. It's what I'm doing for my graduate work and things are going fine. Just my two cents ~
ignore him
I agree with Vicki...dont engage him in any arguement.
let him brew in his own juices.
I did this to my ex, oh man was it empowering.
we are here for ya bewitched. hang on
oh and like mustang1 said keep the dog on the bed and boot the husband OFF!!
"Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without one."
Hang in there, dear.
I know it's very hard to understand the ways of our DH's... but just hang in there.
I believe someone mentioned to try looking for jobs at hospitals... I think that's a wonderful idea. We'll always need hospitals so you don't have to worry about losing a job there.
Get a job there, make lots of money, and leave H and his stupid prissy brat behind. You don't need them anyway.
Oh bw! Wow, H is such a blankity blank
It would have been so great if you'd told him to eff-off and take a hike at the restaurant then gone and hung out in the bar with your son and his gf.
There is no helping this man. Maybe he should sleep in the upstairs room, the one pukey princess likes, with his dog and her and their sicko matching shoes.
I agree....HAHAHAHA
LMAO...that's funny! Bewitched...you DO deserve sooo much better!