When H and I met, I was relatively happy, and quite outgoing. Over time, I felt that I kind of dragged along, and went through the motions, but then, a few years before BD, there was a definite sense of gloom. I used to think it was just me, being home for years, loving being with the kids, but maybe it was time for a change, but not yet, when they were a little older. So that was okay, a normal reaction, I thought, and quite happy to wait until the right time to consider other options ie work or school.
The kids and I would be all fine and happy, and the second H walked into the house, the atmosphere instantly changed. The air became thick, and everyone got upset. It happened every time. Almost like we were waiting for the next episode with him.
Just before he left at BD, I remember walking to the mall, thinking how do I get out of this, how do we make it stop? I couldn't stand it anymore, but I would never leave him or the kids, and knew he would never get help, as it was never his "fault".
After a year of him being gone, and going through the process of grieving, I can honestly see that person I used to be coming back. Not that I left, but just maybe on hold?
I used to think it was me who had the problem, but reading this, I see that maybe it was my reaction to some of my own things going on, but additionally, his too.
When I think of standing, I guess I go back to thoughts of that man, and no, I would never subject myself or the children to that EVER again. There would have to be drastic changes for me to ever want to be around him, if at all.
Everything was my fault, the kids fault, you name it, and I wondered was it me, or was he just abusive, but now, I do think hes in MLC, so maybe all that other stuff was just his struggles. Doesn't mean it was okay, as we were still targets, but I feel the kids and I are somewhat relieved to not be in it anymore.
We are happier people now than I think we ever were. Sure, we miss the man he was, but that man has gone, and we are coming to accept it.
Maybe this is the real us, and the real me was hiding the last couple of years before he went, but never knowing why, but sensing something wasn't right.
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.
Albert Einstein