Whatever...part 2
I feel like he wants to love me. Maybe it's me pushing him away? Maybe I'm not letting him..... It's not fair.
I've only known him, I've never known life without him. I went from an unloving home to his arms. He had been there for me.
I talked to him last night. We were just fine, then he flipped all of a sudden and started yelling at me, asking me what was going to make me understand that he needed 7 hours of sleep. He told me that he was dying from losing too much sleep. That he tries to stay awake to please me and I don't pay attention to him. I burst into tears.
Then when we laid down, he asked if he could talk to me without fighting. He said that he's doing everything to try and please everybody. I asked him if he's gotten anything in return, and when he replied no, I told him that maybe that should be a sign to him that he's wasting his time.
He then proceeds to ask why I can't be a "good wife" and have supper ready for him when he gets home. I've busted my ass for him. I kill myself for him. I cry myself to be every single night just so I can make sure his clothes are washed every night. He's fed a homemade meal almost every night now. I am always too busy trying to take care of him and the kids that I don't even have enough time for myself to eat.
I told him that I don't cook supper until he gets home, bc I prefer the kids to eat supper with him, that's the only time they get with him. I also reminded him how he hasn't even asked Steven about the award he won on Monday night for Cub Scouts. I cried my heart out last night.
I've only known him, I've never known life without him. I went from an unloving home to his arms. He had been there for me.
I talked to him last night. We were just fine, then he flipped all of a sudden and started yelling at me, asking me what was going to make me understand that he needed 7 hours of sleep. He told me that he was dying from losing too much sleep. That he tries to stay awake to please me and I don't pay attention to him. I burst into tears.
Then when we laid down, he asked if he could talk to me without fighting. He said that he's doing everything to try and please everybody. I asked him if he's gotten anything in return, and when he replied no, I told him that maybe that should be a sign to him that he's wasting his time.
He then proceeds to ask why I can't be a "good wife" and have supper ready for him when he gets home. I've busted my ass for him. I kill myself for him. I cry myself to be every single night just so I can make sure his clothes are washed every night. He's fed a homemade meal almost every night now. I am always too busy trying to take care of him and the kids that I don't even have enough time for myself to eat.
I told him that I don't cook supper until he gets home, bc I prefer the kids to eat supper with him, that's the only time they get with him. I also reminded him how he hasn't even asked Steven about the award he won on Monday night for Cub Scouts. I cried my heart out last night.
posted by Tara @ 6:34 PM
1 Comments:
At 5:19 PM,
Angel said…
I think maybe Jorge is getting mixed messages from you and that can be frustrating to deal with BUT I totally understand how your moods can change with so much going on. Maybe you can explain that to him? With everything that has gone on in your relationship lately I bet it's hard to know what you want. Like..one minute you want to be frisky and intimate with him, but the next minute, laying with him reminds you of horrible things and the feeling is totally gone.
Maybe you can just be frank and tell him that you are an emotion rollercoaster in that area right now, and accept that he probably is too. I'm sure for him, one minute he wants to be with you, and the next, any little thing can remind him of the affair.
I bet it's going to take a while for this all to work it's way back to being normal, and for now, I think you both should just try to be honest with each other about what you are feeing and try to roll with the punches.
I'm sorry you are having to go through this, and wish you the best of luck. I talk too much, but I mean the best I promise!
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