No talking last night. I had to study and he went to play ball.
He ambushed me this morning, while I was getting ready to leave for school. He just asked me what my beef was. I articulated it as well as I could. I didn’t even cry. Go me!
Told him that I haven’t moved passed his disregard and disrespect.
I asked him point blank if he wanted a divorce…he said he didn’t want that he just wanted us to be happy TOGETHER and have JOY within our marriage.
He was under the assumption that I wasn’t talking to him…hmmm strange…I asked him if he wanted to talk and he declined so I waited it out since I knew he was hurt and mad that I had hit him. I fucked up, so I didn’t want to force him to talk to me. I wanted to wait until he was ready.
So I ended up off track this morning. He looked so hurt, so confused.
Unfortunately we are in the same place.
Fuck My Life!