How do the days just keep coming and going?
So, I've been working my 180, and slowly checking things off the list I made of things I need to do. I am feeling strong most of the time, but there is this little parasite of doubt that keeps nibbling little painful bites out of my very tentative confidence.
Our anniversary was last Saturday. I told him that I was not going to celebrate it since there was nothing to celebrate. He did get me some gifts, but said that they were in recognition of my years of commitment, and he wanted to let me know he appreciated them. That was nice. He told me he was working on being the man that I deserve, and didn't shut down when I responded by telling him that I am thinking he needs to be that guy first, before I decide to stay with him. I felt like we had a good day supporting our kids, and just being normal-ish.
The rug got pulled out from under me though when I checked Facebook. He had put some long Happy Anniversary status up along with a picture of the two of us that I hate. That is annoying, because he's trying so hard to pretend that everything is fine. I just wished he had said nothing. I feel manipulated by this insistence of his to minimize and even fake that things are even better than fine.
But the worst part is that my mother, who knows everything at this point, responded with, "Each moment that we choose to love our spouse and the willingness to make sacrifices of ourselves to make our marriages strong, is so worth it! The good times far outweigh the not so good -- sometimes we forget that." ?!?!?!?! Since when was my mother in my marriage? Why do I feel this is a personal attack on me?
THEN, I get the mail, and she has sent us an Anniversary card, after I told her that I did not want to celebrate it and to please not send anything. The card basically said that she really hoped we would consider MC and Retrouvaille before we get divorced, and that she and my dad have stayed together because they do not consider divorce an option. I felt so invalidated and betrayed. I had told her that I was not making a decision about the marriage for at least 6 months. Where did this come from?
So then she called my house 4 times, my cell twice, and then texted twice while I was out running on Tuesday, the last one asking, "Are you just busy or are you angry with me?" I just wanted to have a drama-free day.
The short answer, the one I gave her, and the only thing she cares about, is that I am not angry. She doesn't care about my feelings, she only cares about how my feelings affect her. As soon as I said I wasn't angry, she responded like everything was hunky-dory. It was so just like my WH that I got sick.
The long answer is that I am incredibly HURT. I am treading water, dealing with trying to stay strong as my WH turns on the charm but hasn't changed his behavior much. Dealing with the insecurity of my children who know things aren't great between their parents, and trying to establish a life in a place I may not be living in past this summer. I thought my mom understood that and was supporting me, but I guess I was wrong.
And on top of that, our dog is not doing well. When it rains it pours, and I feel like some kind of monster for not being willing to back down and pretend like things are normal.