**WARNING: This post may contain tons of curse words and the ideas of a woman wanting to be in a normal, caring relationship/environment. You have been warned.**
So, we both get up for work this morning, no big deal, couples do it every day. Except there’s nothing normal here.
It’s more of the usual. I’m trying to ask a question before we both leave (”honey, do you want me to turn on the air conditioner before I leave”). I’m getting the normal, silence. He acts like i’m not even fucking here.
Then, before he walks out the door, I get the signs. You get to know them in situations like this. He leans over to “kiss” me, barely even touches my cheek, tells me to have a “fun” day, storms out and slams the door.
It’s his usual stuff, I know what it means. No kiss goodbye means I’m a horrible person. No “I love you”, means there’s gonna be hell to pay when he gets home.
I spend my entire day at work in a panic attack. I have made it a point to do nothing to piss him off, life is easier that way. I can’t think of a thing I’ve done wrong.
I get home, he’s obviously ready to tear into me.
It starts. Short version: he’s not feeling like I totally appreciate him. What the fuck?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I make it a point to show him appreciation….I know what I’ll get if I don’t.
He sits here giving me a list: he picked me up from work one night (I had a ride, but he doesn’t want me associating with co-workers, I might make a new friend); he mows the lawn (something he won’t let me do because I “do it all wrong”); he said God bless you the other day when I sneezed, seriously (I did say thanks). And those are the short list.
I think he’s trying to suck the last bit of life out of me. He knows what buttons to push, he knows how to keep me afraid. You never know when he’s gonna go off.
If I don’t get out of here soon, I think I’m going to loose my mind. This is not who I am. I use to be a caring, out going, semi-happy person. I use to go out. I use to have friends. Hell, I think I was actually fun to be around at one point, lol.
I’m not sure how/why things changed, but I’m certainly going to work my ass off to change them back. I can’t take this shit. I know I’m not the worthless piece of shit he would like me to believe I am.
He use to keep me passive with false promises of forever (that we’d eventually get married). Now, he’s the last mother fucker on the face of the planet I would even consider marrying. God, I hope he never asks, I’d seriously have to say no. And I don’t even want to imagine how bad he’d go off, that I would have the nerve to say no to him. *shudder*
My words of wisdom: If you get into a relationship with someone and he starts to become controlling….GET OUT!! Seriously. I wish I had when I saw him becoming controlling, but by then we had been together a few years. Yeah, I was stupid.
Don’t be as stupid as me, lol. That’s all I can say.
J