Well, i came home. Lol it sounds like i am the MLCer not him:) It wasn't planned at all, i wanted to stay for 1 day, to reorganize what i take and go away.
Instead i got picked up from the airport and headed straight home without stopping at the place where i was supposed to go... There are a couple comfort problems there, but fixable, anyway go figure why he decided to bring me straight home.
I didn't expect any change in behavior and there is none, he doesn't look happy, he doesn't look good.
Home is relatively clean, cause i left it so and not much was done, ofc instead of contacting me with practical questions he decided to do everything on his own and it led to a couple of newbie mistakes and killing the aquarium. In less than a month, yeah. The whole aquarium experience apparently was super horrible for him and he didn't think i will react calmy and supportive, but i did cause i felt nothing but sorry for him.
"Are you in a hurry for difficult talks?" He asked me in the first day - i said no, i am not ( i was exhausted and why hurry) so in a couple of hours we were already playing together and not having any talks.
I asked him if he did a couple of things that he planned to do and was supposed to do, he told me it was "wishful thinking on his side"... i always believed in him more, than he did in himself, i guess he was right and i was wrong.
I always tried to cook good and yummy, so i proposed i cook something when we stopped at the shop " i wouldn't ask you, but if you want..". I want, why not? Told me that he ate very simple and that he was always very simple with food, i guess some sort of poke, cause i never cooked simple and he enjoyed good food, but if he is very happy on his pizzas and bread and cheese, thats his choice. He seems to think that his body will be fine with such a diet too, well it will not.
A couple of months ago we were at the dentist and she told him to check his tooth. Ofc he didn't. So yesterday i got every LBS dream come true - my husband laying on the floor, crying and begging for help. Yeah the tooth.
I took care of finding emergency room, filling up papers and all that. It was really bad pain, they had to give him morphine and many other pills.
Ofc my weedhead of a husband wanted to drive back home by himself, when painkillers finally worked after a couple of hours. Cause he is fine! So i had to ask doctors to forbid him that and they insisted on calling taxi. Ofc "it was a wrong decision on my behalf and he felt bad that i mentioned that he wanted to drive to the doctors". I said if you want the car is there, but i will use the taxi. So thanks god he didn't drive that night. But i was wrong..yeah, sure:) Gratitude? Non. I didn't expect it too.
Even being through such pain, with no guarantee that it will not return, he procrastinated on calling the dentist, so could only get an appointment for tomorrow. I will not be able to go with him, cause i have my own thing to do at the same time, but apparently i am staying for now and taking care of him. Which i don't mind, cause being home is nice and his behaviour has much less effect on me now.
He Lets me hug him, lets me kiss him on a cheek and such ( i didn't even try lips cause i don't feel like it), a couple of kisses back and he hugs back, nice as he always is, but no initiative, tries to show me how he is not interested. Well let it be so, i enjoy a little hug and physical contact and i get it and he can refuse if he finds the strength to. Plus i will be out pretty soon.
Some "we will" are popping up here and there from him. I didn't check his phone, only checked his history in case he searched for divorce, but seems not for now, will see if he demands it i will say no, but i am not sure he will.
I don't know where my powers come from to just feel sorry for him and a bit numb, being nice with him and all that, but they are coming from somewhere. I did enough damage on my side ( doesn't mean i am guilty of mlc or what is happening) and i don't want to do more, he has enough on his plate and i have enough on mine. So i hope i will be able to keep my emotions in check and calmly finish this little adventure and continue with my big one.
Only seeing him so weak, small, lost, incapable to communicate and abandoned in how he looks, made me fully accept and realize that i can't fix him, that it's his crisis, that he is suffering and that it is for years for him. I will be fine and i feel sorry for him, he will not be fine. It's impossible to be fine in such state and place.
I accept that it is what it is and don't have any good expectations anymore. GAL is the only way.