Helopoh
<font color=3300FF>Who me jump??<br><font color=FF
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- Jan 11, 2001
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My first weekend alone went well. but Thursday and friday was aweful....I don't know what happened. I spoke to Jason Thursday morning and he made me late for work basically because I was screamin at him about I don't have a clue but boy was I pissed. Then I get through that day just angry and hurt and upset to all degrees. friday morning starts another arguement. This time about what I feel he is doing to his family. Dorian is not taking this well at all and EX DH is not making anything easy and being incredibly selfish. EX has said a few very selfish statements and I am just steaming at the ears that our son told me he bought Other Womans kids shoes at Target but failed to look at his own sons feet. Did I mention he is living with Other woman HER HUSBAND and there 2 kids. Her Husband is a moron. My EX has told me right to my face that he is physically attracted to this woman. They both claim nothing is going on between them and that they are friends. I don't believe that for a moment. HER husband is just straight up weird and he is like another child for her and I feel bad for him and the kids. EX caused an arguement about the fact he is supporting 2 household and that he is just trying to work on himself. So I loose it once again on the phone and to be honest this breakdown of mine has been a long time coming. I let loose the mean nasty hurt side of me. EX basically hangs up the phone. I am now more pissed. I pack me and Dorian in the car and run to his daycare drop him off and head to my job. Now I am normally the life of the office. Can ya feel the pain I must have emitted. My supervisor who is a real nice guy pulls me into the hall. (he knows about the seperation and he is very supportive.) He says to my face that the systems are going to be down from 1 on and that they were sending us home with pay anyway so he was sending me home with pay earlier on a vote that I am no good to him because I can't concentrate and I am almost to a point of sobbing. I thank him greatly but do I go home. Do I leave Dorian in Daycare...NO I go to EX's Job. I get him into the parking lot and FLIP I am not screaming which is good but I was running off at the mouth so fast that I said so things I am not proud about. I don't even remember anything I said for the most part. What I do remember was that I did say a few things that we real real mean and unnecessary and I don't even know where they came from but I am basing it on a temporary insanity. I was so emotional I was freaking out. I think I had a breakdown but I am not even sure about that. I finish with EX walking away and I am still steaming. I get Dorian from Daycare and go to a friends house and I pretty much had a melt down. I am so glad she was home. I spent most of the day with her and then I go home and call EX.. I am much calmer now and we talk about what time I need to drop off Dorian. I am still in no condition for anything and after I dropped off Dorian I came home made a few calls and went to bed. Sat I spent with a friend on the road14 hrs post and I spent the rest of Sunday out with Dorian. So now on Monday morning I am getting this out of my system and getting ready for work. I really hope I never do that again. I felt aweful.
HUGS to everyone else who needs it. I am in no condition to give advice so I will just send my love.
HUGS to everyone else who needs it. I am in no condition to give advice so I will just send my love.

I wish I could do more than just offer cyber-hugs, P&PD. *HUGS*
) have to be so clueless sometimes?? Last night, DH and I got into a verbal jousting match over a snack I like to eat (currently, vanilla wafers). I was arguing that they're a healthier alternative to some of the snacks I *used* to eat, and I'm at least getting better in my dietary habits. His stand was if I'm starting to exercise to try and improve my health, what am I doing eating something with 20-something carbohydrates? I don't know what happened, but that ended up escalating to him making a gesture that I took to mean "I (DH) don't eat that kind of stuff, I avoid carbs and sugar as much as possible, and see, I have a flat stomach." Which implies, I (me), as someone who *does* eat that kind of stuff, have a not-flat stomach. True statements, both of them, but right now I'm a little sensitive about that and I'm already too self-conscious about wearing stuff like my workout outfit because it "shows my curves" so to speak. Including the ones I don't like. 