so EX came to doorstep with papers i needed to sign (still not sorted out financial separation, seeing barrister soon).
some bla bla about money we jointly liable for, needs to be paid end February - well i don't have the money, i am not paying that, . well neither am i... stalemate...
then - "it is so humiliating standing on the door step.."
well, last time you came in my house you smashed up my door with your fist...
"you know i really regret that, it should not have happened and it won't happen again..."
except - he didn't say that.
he said:
"well, I smashed my fist through your door because on that day you said to me that (bla bla bla).."
it isn't important what i had said - nothing can justify a violent reaction.
and nothing justifies continuing to believe in his entitlement to act aggressively 18 months later...
i said I am not going to discuss any more, goodbye.
he put his foot in the door so i could not shut it... "you are so abusive" he said.
I said, goodbye...he left.
today: message to the children:
"why dont you come to the cafe after school to see me. mummy can come too and have hot soup".
some game is being played....
this is the post-depressive phase...and it is scary.
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