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Thank you Inky for your response. So true. Don’t want to be a burden or cry baby. Yet, it’s okay if others vent to me and share their needs.
TeresaParticipantThank you Anita for your response. It’s crazy how over the years I’ve allowed the emotional/mental crap from others affect how I see myself. Lifelong learning.
TeresaParticipantWe each have 2 grown children. We both love spending time with grandchildren. Never get used but I also had no life outside of work. I think b/c always watched whenever asked and now backed off I feel bad. But I love spending also with my husband – my old high school sweetheart. Daughter in-law & I have good relationship. Not sure if I’m worried for nothing.
TeresaParticipantHi El,
It sounds like he & your Mom play mind games and you let them control you.
Get as far away from him as possible. He knows what buttons to push and how to manipulate you to get what he wants.
That’s not true love. Yes the pain of separation is like mourning a death. Yet, being alone is a lot easier than being with someone that makes uncomfortable. I believe you know your answer. It’s just the pain of letting go.
Wish you the best,Crazz
TeresaParticipantHi Anita,
In the beginning I wanted to do everything to help him. He was so depressed. Admitted to hospital, did great for about 2-3 months, then overdosed on pills, came through that, saw counselor for a while. After awhile I resented that he could sleep in, whenever, and do nothing while I got up everyday to work and support us. As time went on he became distant. He played Xbox games when was working, but became more obsessed after lost job. Towards the end he’d play Xbox 24/7. At times he’d play while I was at work, take a nap and be asleep when I got home. When time for me to go to bed he would get up and play Xbox all night. It hurt and made me angry when I would come home and he’d be in the basement playing Xbox online with friends. He would tell them he’d be right back that his wife just got home. He’d come up stairs to talk 2 minutes, go back downstairs and tell his Xbox buddies, “sorry about that”. I felt like he was sorry I came home and interrupted his fun. How did I feel towards the end before I moved out? Like I was just going through the motions at home; existing. I hated going home each day after work. I’d stay at work late, go out with friends or go shopping. -
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