Am I judging to harshly. Yes. I probably am. If it were the other way around, would I want to be treated how I am treating him: no. Certainly not. But I would also, or I would hope I would understand that I’ve deeply hurt the person I love and I need to give them space and time to deal.
I’m angry along with every other emotion you could possibly name. I can’t focus. I can’t communicate. I can’t ‘feel’ anything right now. I’m so incredibly numb, I didn’t know a person could become this numb.
Alcohol isn’t a problem right now. Might have started to be a few months ago. I find I can’t even stand the smell of it right now. Of course I’m having problems eating too. I’m hungry. I try to eat and I feel sick. My stomach is in knots. I actually took a pregnancy test to see if I might be pregnant. Thank goodness I’m not.
We are being civil. I am TRYING to not be cold and angry around him. But I am extremely quiet. I just don’t have any words right now. We are both avoiding each other. Taking care of the kids, housework, cleaning. Seems both of us are just keeping busy to make it ‘look’ like we aren’t avoiding each other. Probably me more than him. I can see him try to reach out to me, and I ignore it or pretend I didn’t see him coming. I’m not ready. Maybe I’m just waiting to talk to my priest to see how I should handle this. I see him this evening. This week has been long, but I know today will be the longest day ever.
Last night I actually got the kids to sleep in 20 min. It was only 8:30. I thought this might be a chance to sit and talk. He was already in his room. Of course I never asked, brought it up at all or showed any interest. I suppose I shouldn’t expect him to read my mind, ‘come talk to me’. I sat downstairs for awhile thinking he might come down. No. So I went to my room, took a long shower, went to bed and cried myself to sleep. I miss him.
I think if I could just let go. Forgive and forget. (well not so much forget). We would get through this quicker. I really want to. I feel like I’m holding a grudge, on purpose. I desperately want to forgive him. But I also feel if I let him off the hook easy, not bring the hurt and extreme betrayal to his attention - then in his mind, maybe eventually, he’ll think. That wasn’t so bad. She didn’t leave me. I won’t get caught again I swear! I want to make him hurt as much as he made me hurt. Is that wrong.