This is what my beloved understanding husband said to me this morning.
In fact, that wasnt all he said...he also called me lazy, useless and a quitter.
said it was all my fault that he drank too much and that I am making him ill with anger. (2 days ago he gave up drink and warned me he probably wouldnt be as tolerant of me when he was sober - boy was that an understatement of the year!!!)
The 2 girls at his work who have had panic to the point of agoraphobia think im nuts according to him. (lucky for them they were able to get over it so well)
So now im sitting here in floods of tears as you can imagine..im stunned that someone I love so much could be so cruel. I realise I am a burden but he doesnt realise all that I do and if I say ive managed to do things he just says 'theres no need to be so happy about it..thats what I call LIVING!!!'.
When he comes home at night and asks me what ive done during the day I tell him where ive been and that ive done housework etc but its not enough...he just looks at me in disgust like he doesnt realise where his dinner, ironed shirts and polished floors come from.
He left for work and slammed the door shouting on his way just so all the neighbours could hear how crap I am too.
Since then, he's phoned me twice to hurl more abuse.
I dont know what to do now.
My first thought was to go get a job and show him that im not useless but I cant do it...im shaking just looking at the paper.
My second thought was to leave for a few days so I can prove to myself that I can cope on my own but ive nowhere to go and cant get far enough away for how I feel anyway...all I want to do is go to the coast, get myself a bedsit and a summer job and a new life but its not like running away is the answer.
I cant even make the motions of leaving as my clothes are in the washing machine and on the line...sounds daft but it feels like the end of the world for me.
Im alsmost wishing fo my docile heavy drinking husband back. I feel so sick with worry my hands are shaking. Im thinking if I just made the effort and went swimming he would see that i was making an effort to lose weight but im afraid of having and attack in the pool and drowning or having to run out with no clothes on(he likes skinny size 8's and I was never even that when we first met).
Ok now ive got a nose bleed and it wont stop...maybe its because it feels like my brain is about to burst.
i dont know what else to say. I just want to go back to bed but if he pops back home he will go mad.
I dont know what I want you all to say but thanks for listening, i needed to talk to someone...just no one who knows either of us so thanks!!!
love Sarah
:(xx