Welela

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Posted Sun May 20, 2007 8:30 pm...
Alright, I have not been on in a good month..(hope everyone is good
!!)
I have been busy letting life walk allover me. Its been a doosie of a month.
I asked my husband of 17 years for a divorce a good 4-5 weeks ago, and he is not going along with it. I had to go to my parents for help with getting a cheep car I could not do alone, and am trying to make things I need in my name only.
I don’t know how to really just get him out of my life, we have 3 kids and he will always be there father, though the two oldest have pretty much written him off as a lost cause.
I just want to be done with it, he is not going to let that happen easy and I am tired.
I have even resorted to burning old pictures of him and I when I was just barley 17 and he was 27, a friend of mine keeps saying o don’t do that, you can never get them back. I don’t want them back I have some that I will give to my kids but some I just don’t want anymore..
I just spent the last part of the week at his uncles funeral that he wouldn’t go to, (he does not do wakes or funerals) so me and the kids went to the wake and the funeral alone.
It was my 36th birthday Friday I was at yet another funeral alone and I was pissed off that I even hade to say to any of his cousins and aunts etc, (his siblings don’t even bother with asking, they know) why he was not there.
When all I wanted to scream was I don’t give a shit where he is!!
But I did the dutiful thing and said o he is not good at this stuff, bla bla bla..
When all I wanted to do was beat the shit out of him and say suck it up you selfish piece of shit.. O but I would never say that..
He keeps saying please give me a couple of months, to get on meds and bla bla bla..
You see he is a manic depressive alcoholic with a gambling issue O ya I know how to pick em.. I have done the bringing him to rehab thing, he has spent time in jail, when I had a 1 week old baby, he was in for 4 months while I was hours away from friends and family with a new born. Ok enough seething the divorce is something I should have done a long time ago but I allowed him to make me dough my self. Something I am terribly embarrassed about, I like to think I am much stronger than that. But the realization that I had been weekend into thinking I couldn’t do it on my own really makes me ill.
I need to figure it out, I just don’t know where to start, I do not talk to friends and family, my mom I know is always there for me, but its hard to talk to her. And my friends well I am the listener in the crowd with the advice for everyone but myself..
I am staring to get this feeling of skin crawling all the time, with the overwhelming urge to run, I know I cant do that being the responsible one and all, but damn.. Its not like we have ever had a good marriage, and the last few years he sleeps in the cellar in his man town..
He keeps saying I must have someone I am seeing,(that has always been one of his lines) like he isn’t enough of a fuck up for me to just want to be done with him.. UGGG
!!) I have been busy letting life walk allover me. Its been a doosie of a month.
I asked my husband of 17 years for a divorce a good 4-5 weeks ago, and he is not going along with it. I had to go to my parents for help with getting a cheep car I could not do alone, and am trying to make things I need in my name only.
I don’t know how to really just get him out of my life, we have 3 kids and he will always be there father, though the two oldest have pretty much written him off as a lost cause.
I just want to be done with it, he is not going to let that happen easy and I am tired.
I have even resorted to burning old pictures of him and I when I was just barley 17 and he was 27, a friend of mine keeps saying o don’t do that, you can never get them back. I don’t want them back I have some that I will give to my kids but some I just don’t want anymore..
I just spent the last part of the week at his uncles funeral that he wouldn’t go to, (he does not do wakes or funerals) so me and the kids went to the wake and the funeral alone.
It was my 36th birthday Friday I was at yet another funeral alone and I was pissed off that I even hade to say to any of his cousins and aunts etc, (his siblings don’t even bother with asking, they know) why he was not there.
When all I wanted to scream was I don’t give a shit where he is!!
But I did the dutiful thing and said o he is not good at this stuff, bla bla bla..
When all I wanted to do was beat the shit out of him and say suck it up you selfish piece of shit.. O but I would never say that..
He keeps saying please give me a couple of months, to get on meds and bla bla bla..
You see he is a manic depressive alcoholic with a gambling issue O ya I know how to pick em.. I have done the bringing him to rehab thing, he has spent time in jail, when I had a 1 week old baby, he was in for 4 months while I was hours away from friends and family with a new born. Ok enough seething the divorce is something I should have done a long time ago but I allowed him to make me dough my self. Something I am terribly embarrassed about, I like to think I am much stronger than that. But the realization that I had been weekend into thinking I couldn’t do it on my own really makes me ill.
I need to figure it out, I just don’t know where to start, I do not talk to friends and family, my mom I know is always there for me, but its hard to talk to her. And my friends well I am the listener in the crowd with the advice for everyone but myself..
I am staring to get this feeling of skin crawling all the time, with the overwhelming urge to run, I know I cant do that being the responsible one and all, but damn.. Its not like we have ever had a good marriage, and the last few years he sleeps in the cellar in his man town..
He keeps saying I must have someone I am seeing,(that has always been one of his lines) like he isn’t enough of a fuck up for me to just want to be done with him.. UGGG
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