Thursday, September 30, 2010

Any guesses as to how I was just awakened?

It was a new way at least. It is 12:17 a.m. and I was just dumped out of bed by Hyde lifting one side of the mattress and tossing me to floor. This was followed with slamming something into the wall. Then I heard how I was "Lord God Jen" had beat him for years, wouldn't let him do anything for a career, made him live celibate and did nothing at all for our marriage. I'm the worst mistake of his life and he rues it every day. I didn't say anything so he turned the light on, jerked my phone out of it's wall charger and threw it across the room. In an unpaid product endorsement, I swear (except I usually don't) that BelkinSpeck's snap tight covers are the best iPhone protectors ever. Wonder if I could get an endorsement deal? Hi, I live with a psycho and a 3 year old and my phone cover from Speck Belkin saves my phone each and every day.

Now back to our program...at this point I ask a) are you crazy? Get out of here. He then shoved me and said make me and b) are you drunk? The smell of wine was incredibly strong on his breath. He said he only had one glass "hours" ago. (I went to bed around 10:30.). He drinks a glass of wine a night for health reasons. In his defense he does have a family history of heart issues.

He then said the only reason he didn't divorce me now was because of ShortStuff (who thankfully slept through this one). He should have divorced me years ago and at least had a career in life. This from the man who has been unemployed for the past two months and isn't even getting calls. Partly the economy probably, part his insistence at not wanting to work in certain areas, at certain times, and possibly due to being a daytime SAHD for the early ShortStuff years.

I've tried to be completely honest with you dear blog reader(s?). He had asked if I was "feeling" anything at all. (Sexually that is.) This was Sunday night I think. In moment of pure insanity I decided to be completely honest and said I had not had any sex drive at all since the summer I was in NH. This was shared in an effort to share my frustrations with the situation and how I didn't know where to turn. I've been to therapists, general practitioners, psychiatrists, OB/GYNs, etc. No help anywhere. I asked for his help finding a DO in town. Said I felt like a total failure as not just a wife but a woman as well.

Exercise was a big focus as well. He said every doctor I've been to has told me to do moderate exercise and I refuse. I didn't even bother explaining that the only doctor who had ever mentioned it said to start with as little as 2 minutes a day and build up. I was told tonight that every problem in our marriage is me, I'm 100% at fault and he's going to make my life as miserable as his. Check that one off your to-do list Mr. Hyde.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Intolerance...we gots it

Spent the weekend with the in-laws. Once again very apparent why Hyde is the way he is. I'm not sure if his mother even realizes the hate she spews towards anyone she doesn't deem Christian.

I made the mistake of suggesting a family trip to the San Diego Zoo. I'm certain ShortStuff would love it and we have an opportunity to go with my flight paid and hotel paid for every night but one. However Hyde won't even consider it because he hates the state of California. I'm sure it has to do with the gun laws. So frustrating that our entire life revolves around his stupid obsession with firearms.

Speaking of intolerance, Hyde sees nothing wrong with burning a koran. Said only reason he's not burning one is he doesn't want to spend money on it. Nice way too teach others how to be Christ-like isn't it?

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

One month since my last post

It has been a peaceful month. Over the weekend we went to my parents. The first night we were there I woke up in the middle of the night to find Hyde punching the wall. When I asked what was going on, he said leave me alone. He's been getting crankier and crankier with both ShortStuff and me.

This morning he calls and is cracking jokes. Then, he calls me at lunch and asks what I'm doing. When I say eating he hangs up on me. No clue what is going on. He's still unemployed. In the past month, I've said a total of two things to him regarding his job search. One was do you think it would help if you updated your continuing education credits. The other thing was hey if you want to work evenings, it is not ideal but it is your call. That's it.

So should I call or not? That's the question. I'm pretty sure I'll end up calling and regretting it.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Ah my old friend...

Hyde showed up tonight. Well, to be precise, this morning (Saturday) at 2 a.m. I awoke to mumbling & asked if he was okay. He said no & I'm not sleeping in room with you, grabbed his stuff & went to sleep on floor in ShortStuff's room.

In possibly related, but who really knows, matters, Hyde's mother also arrived this evening.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

RaNdOm

So this posting will pretty much be how my brain works on a day to day basis. This is also why I'll often say "Look a chicken" when I get completely sidetracked by shiny lights.

1. I saw a church sign a few weeks back that still angers me. It said "Be the kind of person God thinks you are." What does that even mean? As in God is fooled by something you are doing and doesn't know your heart? Seriously?

2. I'd really like a pair of Tom's shoes for my birthday.

3. Am I the only one who hears about a book when it is about to be made into a movie and wants to go buy the book but doesn't want the one with the movie cover? "Eat, Pray, Love" is the current example.

4. On a related note, I don't like to like things that are insanely popular. Charlaine Harris is losing some appeal now that everyone knows about her because of the True Blood tv show which I don't watch.

5. Why do people feel the need to say the "F" word so much?

6. Worried that I feel nothing physically for my husband (or any other person). I want to feel something. I want that burning desire again. Instead I have nothing. He's been nice for a bit and I really want to be doing more than going through the motions. I keep trying all the suggested things for "getting in the mood" but nothing works. Continuing to pray.

7. I got a new car the other day. 2010 Subaru Forrester. I've had it one month and we've put almost 2000 miles on it already. And that's with only one mini-trip on it.

8. I miss my Aztek.

9. I have some really good friends here. I miss two of my friends very much.

10. I start a new job next week. But it is kind of an old job. And my former boss may be applying for my current, soon to be old job. Weird, huh?

11. I had this dream the other night where I had the most amazing in-ground pool ever. It is rare for me to have a pleasant dream.

12. I stole ShortStuff's toy that we got from Chick-fil-A. It was a color your own cow. Seemed justified.

13. I'm amazed at how immodest little boys can be. If ShortStuff has to go potty, he'll just strip down, no matter where he is in the house. It could be the middle of the kitchen. During dinner.

14. Went to Taco Bell yesterday to get a sparkling limeade. The guy asked how I was. I said "Fine. You?" His reply still has me smiling a day later. "Girl, I know you are fine, how are you?" First compliment of any sort I've heard from someone of the opposite sex in literally years. Sad, huh?

15. I really like rainbows and hot air balloons.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Status quo

The usual up and down rollercoaster that is my life continues. Nothing too horrible. No real breakthroughs. One stand out good deed.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

A first

There is now apparently a time limit on how long I'm allowed to be in the bathroom. Being yelled at over this from the same man who will read an entire magazine while in the bathroom seemed a bit hypocritical. Then this lead to a new tirade on how he never had any help with anything and the least I could do is keep ShortStuff out of the way. The worst part was ShortStuff telling me later that he was going to take care of Daddy so he'd talk to me nicer. I told him not to worry that I was to take care of him & he said no I take care of you mommy. Breaks my heart.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

One more thing (or two)

In my recap I forgot to mention I had tickets to see Kris Allen but we couldn't find a sitter for what was going to be an all day event. I had even asked my parents to come down but they couldn't. Even though I'd still really like to see Kris perform again (saw him on the AI tour) it turned out okay because a) I didn't have to sit in the hot hot sun all day and b) we had a nice little getaway weekend thanks to our sister-in-law.

I also forgot to mention that I ordered an early birthday gift for myself, after clearing it with Hyde first. The Eagles are on tour and one of their stops is nearby. I'm very very excited. Love music of all kinds but especially theirs.

In a related manner, this will sound all too familiar to those who've known me for a few years, Hyde forbade me from attending the concert. Said that if I went on my own to find somewhere else to sleep and to forget about taking ShortStuff. He was still mad about Friday night. Let's go back in time for a bit.

While ShortStuff's fever was skyrocketing I had been texting a friend whose children had just had same thing. Hyde had asked me twice to ask her how high their fever had gotten. I had asked but hadn't heard back. Then after the first vomiting episode we had gotten everything cleaned up and I was getting ShortStuff back down. He came in and said can you ask ...I assumed he was going to ask me for a third time about how high the fever had gotten for our friend's children. I interruped and said I already asked. That was all I said when he started in Friday night (which prompted the previous post).

Apparently this has been simmering for the past two days and he had twisted it into this huge humiliation and ultimate show of disrespect. (His words.) Hence the forbidding of attending the Eagles concert. Several years back he did the same with Simon & Garfunkel, Bruce Springsteen & seems like one other concert too. He spewed venom for a while today. I told him he was taking something fairly minor said when we were both worried and imbuing (imbibing?) it with evil intent when it was really just a gut reaction of a scared mom.

He muttered fine we can go to the concert and then took the trash out and acts like nothing happened.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Of course he did

ShortStuff is running a 102-103 fever & just threw up. So of course now is the time that Hyde shows up for first time in a few weeks. Because that is ever so helpful when a child is sick.

Since I'm here might has well give y'all quick rundown of past few weeks. What I can remember that is. Let's see, in no particular order,...

One of my best friends, whose son is ShortStuff's best friend, is moving about 10-12 hours away. I completely support their reasoning but am devastated nonetheless.

My 14 year old Persian died.

My car hit 182,000 mile mark & is giving strong hints that it is not long for this world.

Two coworkers in mid-50s died.

The job I was promised almost 10 weeks ago still hasn't posted.

Had a nice weekend with brother in law, sister in law & kids.

Visited parents in law.

Had strep.

Hyde's grandfather is sick but Hyde refuses to go see him & has already said that ShortStuff & I are not allowed to go if there is a funeral in near future. Half tempted to just put ShortStuff in car & go visit them on my own.

ShortStuff is going to test out of his day therapy.

After several weeks of planning to just file unemployment for summer, Hyde went ahead and took summer teaching position. Still nothing lined up for fall but I guess there are a couple months before the semester starts.

Well it is after 9, I haven't eaten, I am worried about my boy & I smell vaguely of toddler puke. Yay me.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Torture

I have strep. Fairly common ailment and incredibly rare to have any long lasting effects. Several of our friends have recently had it. I hope & pray ShortStuff doesn't get it. But seems like there is a line between taking precautions such as not drinking after one another (something we did Monday evening before I knew) and an all out quarantine.

I've spent the past 25 minutes listening to ShortStuff cry for me. Begging me to come help him. Hyde decided he should stay in ShortStuff's room to ensure ShortStuff didn't sneak in to bed with me. It makes me even more miserable & sick than I already was knowing that we would both sleep better if ShortStuff could come in & sleep at my feet. (He refuses to lay with his head on same end as mine.)

Things I needed to hear tonight: I love you. Let me know if you need anything. (Altho to his credit earlier in night he ran to CFA for me & made some cookies. Hyde & ShortStuff ate more of the cookies than I did so not sure who that was really for.)

Anyway I needed some reassurance that he'd take care of me. Instead I got anger, silence &/or the following comments, accompanied intermittently with a 3 year olds screaming.

Don't touch mommy she'll give you sick.
Don't go in mommys room you'll get sick.
Get away from her. Don't hug your mommy.
Do you want him to get strep?
Did you use a fork to get the watermelon out?
Here use the hand sanitizer again before you touch ShortStuff.
Get away from her. NOW! (This one was at 1 am when a little boy just wanted his mommy.)

God please give that little boy a peaceful nights sleep.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Shred day 3 and a few days off

Day 3 was easier in some ways & more difficult in others. I wasn't as sore but I had very little stamina. I took Friday off at Hyde's suggestion & then we spent a big part of Saturday at the zoo. Hyde said he didn't think I should do the tape (um DVD...showing my age) more than 4 times a week max.

I guess I expect too much. Since this had been such a huge issue to Hyde (me exercising that is) I thought there might be some encouraging words every now & then. Instead I would get "why is your face red" or similar after exercising. Okay, so no encouragement but at least a litle reprieve from the grumbling & grousing surely? Of course not. One night, last Tuesday I think, he slept in the other room because he was mad about ShortStuff's inhalers. Hyde has never bothered to figure out which is the daily & which is the rescue. Thankfully we don't need to use the rescue one often, although Hyde wants to use it everytime ShortStuff coughs. ShortStuff was coughing a little bit & Hyde went into a panic. He kept asking me about where the inhaler was. Found out later he actually meant the breathing chamber. He didn't realize we use same chamber for both & got mad at me for not understanding what he meant instead of what he said.

Saturday night I had a terrible headache that gradually got worse through Sunday. I stayed home Sunday and Monday. Our A/C went out sometime on Sunday. Being sick is no fun, being sick in a house that is 80degrees plus is misery. Thankfully some friends let us stay at their house last night. ShortStuff and I stayed there anyway. Hyde stayed at home so he could meet repairman at 8.

I went to bed last night with a scratchy throat & woke up during night feeling like I had tried & failed miserably at sword swallowing. Took ShortStuff to school & then went to a walk in clinic to confirm what I had pretty much figured out. Yep. Strep.

One would think surely that would garner some kindness. One would think wrong in this household. Hyde is mad at me fornit going to doctor sooner & convinced I'm going to give ShortStuff strep or scarlet fever & his heart will be damaged for life. So he pretty much wants to quarantine me from ShortStuff. I'd scream if it didn't hurt so bloody much.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Shred Day 2 observations

Geez. Louise.

Shred Day 1 Observations

1. Jumping jacks used to be more fun.
2. That woman is kind of scary.
3. I'm pretty sure C-sections change something inside of you. Forever.
4. 20 minutes is much longer than I ever thought.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Coming & Going

I think Hyde & Jekyll may have actually passed each other today the transformation was so quick. Tuesday usually has potential to be a late night at work for me. Tonight it really wasn't too bad & I got home about 15 minutes layer than normal. ShortStuff & Hyde were in driveway playing when I got home. We all just sat there and chatted for a bit.

I mentioned I had heard that a nearby pizza place was offering gluten free crusts now. Hyde suggested we go. What a nice surprise on a midweek night when he usually wants to go to gym immediately after I get home. The three of us go out & have an enjoyable dinner.

Afterwards we headed home to get ShortStuff ready for bed. I got him down fairly easily but was wiped out. Around 9:30 or so I said I thought I was going to go on to bed if he didn't mind. He said are you sure you don't want to watch Lost. I said I would probably regret it later but no, sleep wins tonight.

So sometime after I fall asleep he decides to take a shower & the dog decides she has to go out & ShortStuff briefly wakes up. Take care of the boy & the dog & get back in bed. Hyde has gotten dressed by now & comes in & the first thing he says to me is that he thinks we need to find somewhere else to attend church. He says he can't go anyplace where I continue to interrupt worship services to publicly berate him & that maybe he doesn't need to even go at all but he definitely can't attend with me anymore.

Project much? I didn't say one word & he gathered up his pillows & went to sleep in other room.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Mother's Day Memories

The Good: A lovely card from ShortStuff and a little plant. I have no idea what it is but the planter is very cute. Then, all day Sunday, he gave me kisses and hugs and told everyone it was his momma's Mother's Day too. Oh and ShortStuff's declaration that macaroni looks like little rainbows.

The Bad: Sunday evening at worship services, ShortStuff had to go potty. We came out when the Lord's Supper was being offered. We stayed at back for first part of it, but the ShortStuff ran to our pew in between the two parts. Hyde jerked ShortStuff into the pew and told me never to interrupt the Lord's Supper again. Shortly afterwards, when we were singing, I asked if he could have been any more hateful to me. (Yes, I should have kept my mouth shut.) He said if I didn't shut up right that moment he would walk out & leave me there without a car. I told him that he didn't even know what happened. Tears started rolling down my face and after a couple minutes ShortStuff noticed and asked what was wrong. This made Hyde even angrier.

Once we got home, he started in on me and said he was ashamed of me, that I didn't have good sense and that I was a disgrace. Hyde says I'm lying and that he didn't do anything until I said something about his being hateful. But I didn't say anything until after he growled at me to never interrupt again. Then, he started in on how I had to make a show out of things because I started "boohooing".

Later in the evening, he told me to get out of his way. It wasn't like I was standing in his way confronting him or anything. I was walking into the living room with dinner to sit down and eat with ShortStuff. ShortStuff asked what Hyde said. I said you'll have to ask your Daddy. Then ShortStuff said "He told you to get out of his way". Great example Hyde is setting, huh?

This morning, I was going to get a shower before ShortStuff got up. So, I said hey will you listen for ShortStuff. Hyde wouldn't acknowledge I was even speaking. I finally said hey stop acting like a jerk & let me know if you'll take care of our son. He finally said what do you want.

I'm at a loss. I feel like no one, not even God, cares. I know that's not true but I feel so helpless. I can't figure out why prayers are not being heard. There are lots of people praying on our behalf and we can't all be unrighteous. A friend reminded me that Hyde is a free moral agent and that He cannot make Hyde change. I know this from an intellectual standpoint but it doesn't make it any easier to deal with.

Count it all joy. Count it all joy. If I repeat it enough, will it work?

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Taking responsibility

Hyde has now decided that I'm to blame for all of ShortStuff's negative attitude towards him. I said you have to admit you have a part in all of this & that it could be impacting our son. He said from now on any time I suggest he plays a part in our marital problems he will no longer listen. Then he promptly picked up a book & turned away.

Friday, May 7, 2010

I tried

Dear Blogger - I tried to break things off with you. Really I did, but I just couldn't quit you.

As you have probably guessed, I was forbidden to blog ever again. I explained that I needed a place to vent and how once I got things on "paper" I could actually let go of them. They were truly forgotten. (Unless of course, I went back and re-read but I really try not to do that often. Too many typos and bad memories.)

Anyway, things have been exactly the same. The thing that stands out most since my last post would have to be forbidding me from going to one of the suburbs of the town we work in. A dear friend was in the ER in this suburb. After working things out with Hyde, I rode there with another friend. About an hour after we had been there, I sent a text to check on ShortStuff. I was told I needed to come home immediately. I stepped out of the ER and called. I was then forbidden from going to this town ever again.

Hyde and I talked later and he informed me that my friend (who ended up being admitted to the hospital) was destroying three families. Her own, mine and then my friend who drove. I do not understand him. He is so selfish, self absorbed and self-centered. In the past, he's forbidden me from teaching a Sunday school toddler class, teaching at a teen workshop weekend, and now from going to help a sister in need. I get forbidding me from getting a tattoo. I still want a tattoo and I hate the way he handled that whole ordeal, but okay, I can live with that. There is no command that I have to get a tattoo. There is a command to teach, to train the younger women, to bear one another's burdens.

Oh, yeah, one more thing stands out, Hyde also told me that he will not even try to meet my needs (try to live 1 Cor. 13) until I lose weight. He's not attracted to me at all and if I want changes in our relationship I need to lose weight. I asked if he would tell the elders that and he said no. He then went on his normal rant about how I'm a hypocrite and there is no way I've been forgiven for any of my sins since I haven't stuck to an exercise plan like he asked/demanded/required. I tried reasoning that 1 Cor. 13 is a command and my being a certain weight isn't. He of course went immediately to "submit in all things".

ShortStuff has been struggling a lot lately. He basically will not let Hyde have anything to do with him if I'm around or will be around soon. This has been going on for a while now, but then the other night, Hyde was getting ready to go to the gym. ShortStuff asked him to stay home with us and Hyde just said he'd see him later. Later I asked Hyde if he'd try to find a gym that was open later and closer so that we could spend some more time together but he's made no effort at that.

Something needs to change for ShortStuff and me. Hyde too but I have no control over him. Please keep us in your prayers.

Monday, April 19, 2010

And my sin this week is...

apparently blogging. Hyde came home from work after picking up ShortStuff. I was already home because I took a sick day, all still allergy related I think. Hyde walks in and says he's going to lie down. An hour later he gets up, asks if I'm still keeping a blog, I say yes & one of the last things I posted was about the flowers you gave me. He says must be nice to be able to say whatever you want & then walks out with gym bag in hand. Can't wait to see what the evening holds. And it is almost guaranteed that I will be in the middle of ShortStuff's bedtime routine when Hyde returns. Good times I tell ya good times in my future I'm sure.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Restful nights

I hear some people have them. After battling a horrible allergy attack that has lasted for ours, I went to bed when ShortStuff did. A couple of hours later I woke up sort of hungry. Grabbed a bite & headed back to bed but didn't immediately fall asleep. Hyde comes in & I can hear him muttering. I hear my name a few times & the words contentious & brawling. Mind you we barely talked at all today due to my coughing fits & the fact that Hyde actually mowed our yard. (This is huge.)

I do finally fall asleep only to have very realistic nightmares which caused me to take a huge gasp of air & that set the coughing off again. Found some expired Benadryl. Hoping it still has some kick left to it.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Finding joy in the little things

Hyde went to a country concert with me last week. While it wasn't his cup of tea, he did go & he didn't try to stop me from enjoying the evening.

He came home from the gym Monday night with a beautiful bouqet of roses.

I'm trying to dwell on these things.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Nice to see you too.

I left work early so I could stop by Whole Foods. Hyde called about 5:00 & I was almost there. He asked if I'd be there long. I said I shouldn't be. I was in WF less than 10 minutes, stopped & got Diet Coke & headed home. Around 5:40 I get another call from Hyde asking where I was. I told him where I was, which is about 5-10 minutes from our house. I asked if all was okay & he said it was just a bad afternoon with ShortStuff.

About 5:50, I walk in the house, bag of groceries in each hand, & I'm greeted with "I'm going to go 18 levels of crazy if I don't get to the gym right now." I said bye & he walked out. I hadn't even taken my shoes off before he was leaving.

So much for family time.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Give me strength

Hyde suggested Shortstuff take a late nap & I grab a quick shower. This is code for he wants to spend some alone time with me. I should be happy since it is the first hint at initiating anything physical in years. However it is so hard to be in the moment when just a few days ago he told me he couldn't be attracted to me until I exercised regularly. I feel like I'm just a warm body & nothing special.

Friday, April 9, 2010

American Idiot

That's what I am for holding out any hope just a few short minutes ago. Since we started Love & War, Hyde decided to bring up a book we had started a few years back called His Needs Her Needs. Hyde has always like this book because he could be completely honest, & not worry about hurting my feelings. (His words.) He said in order not to be tempted he needed me to take better care of myself physically. I mentioned that it wasn't like I sat on the couch each day eating bags of cheetos. He said it didn't matter, that he couldn't be attracted to me until I took better care of myself. I said I really thought I had married someone who would look at my heart & would love me for me & accept that my body looks different now that I've born his son. He said well he could say the same that I should love him for who he is & he shouldn't have to change to meet my needs then. I said but my needs are commands. I need you to love me & understand me. He said well I can just stop talking or lie to you or tell you the truth & the truth is I can't be attracted to you until you start taking care of yourself physically. At this point I had to call it a night.

Am I missing something here? Is this acceptable for a Christian man? Am I crazy to be hurt by this? Am I so vastly different in appearance from when we first met that I'm now repulsive? Is he holding me up against the women he sees at his beloved gym? Am I that fat & disgusting & ugly & unworthy of love & kindness?

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Love & War

The newest relationship book I'm reading. No strike that, that we are reading. After coming home from the gym this evening around 9, Hyde started in on me about how I had scared this girl at Chick Fil A by saying "What?" to Hyde. This is the same girl that I chatted with the entire time we were in line. Hyde said he was terrified I was about to cause a scene. This from the man who has spit on me in the gym parking lot more than once.

Anyway back to tonight after more tears & name calling & who knows what else, Hyde agrees to read Love & War together. We read the first 40 pages or so. I pray it is the eye, no, heart opener we both need. I still covet your prayers, not just for me but for all those that are struggling mightily and/or grieving today especially.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

It's been one week

We met with Elder B and his wife one week ago tonight. Both were very loving and humble. As expected Hyde suggested that I go first with our issues. (Am I the only one to interpret this as "hey they are her issues, let her go first"?) I told all of them that my biggest concerns were the fact that there is never any forgiveness and how things are communicated. I gave the example of the 2 a.m. wake-ups, the demands, that there were no loving words, no encouragement in any area. Elder B mentioned that we just need to keep moving forward and that it was encouraging that we were there together trying to do just that.

Sister B said it would be nice if we could just wipe the slate clean. Maybe even go on a short trip. She even offered to watch ShortStuff for us. I've been begging, pleading and praying to start over but Hyde always says that as long as I'm not exercising and as long as we have debt, we can't start over.

Diet and exercise came up. Shocking, I know. I explained how it made me feel that he commented on my need to exercise. Sister B suggested Hyde back off. She mentioned that when she left Elder B alone he began to exercise and watch what he ate on his own. Hyde said he could do that but asked that I keep a journal and give him status reports so he could keep track of how I'm doing. Sister B said that'd still be a lot of pressure on me. She went on to say how Elder B compliments her each day. Hyde talked about how it was about my health and fighting depression. I said that sounds good but if that is truly the reason then positive encouragement during waking hours would be a much better indicator that screaming tirades at 2 in the morning. I explained that this isn't good for my health, depression or our sex life.

Hyde then outlined what had set him off the Sunday before last. (The one where he drove to Missouri.) He said I had put him down in front of ShortStuff by saying Daddy was pretending to work. I acknowledged that I was wrong to do that both to the Bs, but also to Hyde for the 5th or 6th time. I said I was at my wit's end with ShortStuff that night and I was wrong to say it but even more so in front of ShortStuff.

Hyde explained to the Bs that he went to see my parents, my dad specifically, to see how I was raised in order to better understand me. He relayed that my dad had said they raised me to be independent. I said yes, they did raise me to be financially independent should I need to be, and that is why I've said several times that I didn't need financial support. That doesn't mean I don't want my husband to work just that should something happen to him (death, dismemberment, disability) I could financially provide for myself and ShortStuff. I mentioned that I didn't feel the command to husbands to provide for their wives was just about the biggest paycheck. Elder B said he agreed it was more than just a command to provide financially.

We pretty much wrapped up about this point. Hyde said he wanted to meet again if it was okay with me. (Again, am I reading too much into this? Doesn't this imply I'm the one with all the problems?) I said yes I definitely wanted to meet again. Hyde started to get up. I said wait there is something else. I mentioned the workshop that weekend and how Hyde had forbade me to work it. When Hyde realized what I was bringing up, he kept trying to hush me up. I went ahead and put it out in the open that he had forbade me from being involved and had asked that one of us tell the elders. He said he was mad at the time and lashed out and that of course I could work at the workshop that weekend.

Somewhere in this discussion I mentioned I was keeping a blog to try to help me sort through everything. That was all I said. Well in the car Hyde was acting all weird. I said so are you going to share what's on your mind. He said he was still trying to get his head around the idea that our information was in a blog for all the world to see. I tried to explain privacy settings and the like but he didn't get it really.

On Thursday morning, Hyde gets ready and walks out to his car to go to work. He immediately comes back in and walks up to my face and says I won't bring exercise up again but you need to know I will never be happy in this marriage until you exercise. It is your choice though and then walks back out. On Friday night we had a singing but Hyde did not feel like attending so ShortStuff and I attended on our own.

Saturday rolls around. I had to wake Hyde up to make it into town by 12:30. The session we were teaching was from 1 - 3. Around 2, I get a text that says "ShortStuff having mad fit. Having to listen to him repeat all the stuff you say about me to him and in front of him. Billion times worse than when you beat on me." I finished the class and headed home. I had texted to ask what exactly was ShortStuff saying but I didn't get a response. A friend mentioned how sad that Hyde couldn't put this stuff aside to even let me teach the word of God.

When I got home around 4, he was in bed but not asleep. I asked if he would get up and he did. So, then I asked for specifics again. He just said oh he's doing the usual thing where he says I don't want Daddy, I don't like Daddy, I want Mommy. Now I should point out he does the exact same thing to me if I'm trying to get him to do something he doesn't want to do. I said but what exactly is he doing that makes you think he's parroting me. No answer. Then he starts yelling that it is my fault that ShortStuff acts up and most of it is because I popped off about his writing (see above, previous post, etc.). I said again you are right I was wrong to pop off, and even more so to do it in front of ShortStuff. I then said don't you think you have a part in why ShortStuff might be acting up. Like the fact that he bites you whenever you yell at me. He said that I was just trying to shift the blame like always.

I sobbed for over twenty minutes trying to get him to admit that he was sinning in how he was treating me and that he had a role in all of this too. He refused to acknowledge he played any role. He then started asking just how I wanted to be treated. I said please don't call me names, please don't wake me up at night, please don't cuss, please. He finally says well I shouldn't have woken you up. I said you know we've all sinned. It does not make me think he is weak if he admits/confesses to me he's sinned. He said what is weak is not being able to provide for your family and that made him a (insert double expletive here). I said do not talk to me like that again.

He moves on to the exercise stuff. Same stuff as always. I'm a liar for not using treadmill. I asked him to call Elder B. He said no and that I wasn't going to either. Then he said fine call and why don't you call 911 too. He started in about hitting him in the past and how he was going to go forward and tell everyone he was a liar and that he'd never had a good marriage or a good wife and was abused. I begged him to drop that because it hasn't happened in years. I've come to realize he will always hold this over my head. I guess I deserve it.

I finally asked what is the priority, our spiritual life or my physical fitness. He said spiritual but that he shouldn't have to choose. I explained that I asked for priority not one to the exclusion of the other. His response was "Fine I'll be celibate." (Nope, I did not skip part of our conversation here. This is an example of how he thinks.)

Providing for the family came up next. I finally said look I don't define providing for me as earning the biggest check or even earning enough to where I never have to work outside the home, but if that is the way you define it then figure out a way to earn more money and stop blaming me and ShortStuff. So his response to that was that I chose work over him in the years before ShortStuff and that ShortStuff was a problem child because I didn't stay home with him.

We talked about some relationship issues and I asked why one thing bothered him. I asked that he not be embarrassed to tell me what the real reasoning was and mentioned something from his past thinking it might be related to the current topic. I've never seen him look at scary as at that moment. He literally hissed "do not ever bring that up again". I talked about how we all have past experiences that shape us and how I still struggle with feelings from when I was abused as a child. After an hour or so of talking, still no real recognition that he's done any wrong ever in our marriage, he says he needs a break and suggests we go get some ribs.

During the times Hyde and I are talking about day to day life, I had mentioned a job opening at work. I wanted to talk to him about the pros and cons of it. He just said it was my decision to make. So yesterday (Tuesday) I express interest in the job and quote my salary request. It would be a very significant raise. The person that is hiring this position said that sounds fair. (As an aside, that is probably not going to happen due to our HR department. Long story.) Tuesdays are my long day at work due to a meeting that starts at 2 and goes as long as it needs to. We wrapped up around 6 and then I ran over to the ER to try to see a friend but couldn't find her. So I headed on home.

Hyde packed for the gym and headed out shortly after I got home last night. I got ShortStuff to bed later on in the evening and then finally about 10:20 I decide to go to bed. Hyde was not home at this point. Just a few minutes later he came in and was all exasperated and asked when I went to bed. I said just a few minutes ago. I wasn't sure when you were coming home. He stormed out and got in his car and drove off. Less than ten minutes later he came back in and started slamming things around. He said he could not stand my hatred for him and that I was never to go to bed before he gets home ever again. He walks out for a minute or two and then comes back in with the thing that tells me I'm never going to have anything even close to peace in my home. Even if I start exercising several times a day, I don't think it will change.

Hyde tells me that he is tempted to sin every single day because I won't change. I asked exactly what he meant by that. He clarified that he was tempted to have an affair because I won't change. I said change what exactly? He said I should know. I said let me get this straight you are telling me that you are tempted to sin because I don't exercise? He said yes and that I'm choosing to damn him to Hell rather than exercise. I didn't know what to say to that. I'm still kind of in shock over it. I ended up getting on the treadmill at 11 last night and walking 6/10th of a mile. Sobbing hysterically the entire time. He went on to sleep. I was running in my pajamas, fuzzy socks and sneakers. The socks started rubbing a spot on my heel so I stopped fairly early.

So that catches us up. So if you are reading this, I guess I'd ask that you pray I'll have the motivation to exercise no matter what. He doesn't think he's done anything wrong. Maybe he's right. It is starting to seem like people either want me to shut up or leave him or are questioning the truthfulness of what I'm saying. Just to be clear...none of that is helpful.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The latest happenings

Apparently Hyde did not receive the text I sent him on Sunday night/Monday morning, so at 3 a.m. or so he calls to tell me he's almost home. I said well thanks for calling but we aren't there. He asked if we were gone for good or just for the night. I assured him it was just for the night. I took Monday off and kept ShortStuff home from school. Hyde took the day off as well. He called to ask where we were and I just said a friend's. He hung up on me. Later he texted to ask if he still had access to our bank account. I said yes and that was all I heard for several hours.

Around noon, I started getting our things together to head home. I sent a text asking if he even wanted us to come home. He said yes. I then replied okay we are on our way. Please do not yell. ShortStuff needs a nap and once he is asleep, we can talk calmly about where we go from here. He replied okay. Once we got in, Hyde and I both laid down with ShortStuff until he fell asleep and then we went to the living room to talk. He told me he went to talk to my dad to try to understand me. He seemed surprised that my dad confirmed that they had raised me to be independent and self-sufficient. Of course, this is what I've been telling him for 11+ years and all I meant by saying I didn't need him (or anyone) to provide financially for me. I never meant that as an insult or as trying to undermine God's law. Just that financial security is the least of my emotional needs and not why I got married. He didn't really tell me much of anything about his visit with my dad at this point. He also mentioned that it did not seem like I was very supportive of his writing because of what I had said about his pretending to work. I said that I was stressed with ShortStuff and popped off when I shouldn't have and that I was sorry. I went on to say that I really did hope he could turn writing into a career. This time, I refrained from saying, you know maybe you should start with blogging, or freelancing, or some such in addition to working on the book, rather than thinking you'll just sell a book immediately. However, he approaches this like he does hunting. He wants to get the big 5 of African game but hasn't killed a deer here in state.

One of the elders had called earlier on Monday and left a voice mail for Hyde. Hyde has very, ahem, strong feelings about that elder and so he called another elder and asked if we could talk with just him and his wife. They of course agreed and we are to meet tonight after services. I've since made plans for ShortStuff to go hang out with a friend of ours after services. The rest of Monday went fairly well. He went to the gym, came home, watched some tv and wrote some more.

My mom emailed asking if Hyde had told me much about his conversation. I told her that he had said very little other than the comment about the independence. Oh and that he had raised an issue about something he thought Dad believed about my views on Hyde being in law school. I'm not sure if I wasn't clear all these many years, if Dad misunderstood or if Hyde mis-relayed the conversation. With Mom, I tried to clear up that Hyde had not intentionally joined an all-girls study group, but rather that there was a night I was in Denver on one of my first business trips; I had tried to reach Hyde for several hours and Hyde had been studying with his group which did include some women. I flipped because I knew how close I got to my study partners when I was in law school, I was in a city where I knew no one and didn't have even a rental car and was definitely a newbie at business travel and we were newly married. I've told him repeatedly I overreacted for all those reasons and then later when he used this event as a reason to drop out, I begged him to stay in but he wanted me to promise/swear we would not have any more fights the rest of the year. I said I would do my absolute best not to fight but I couldn't promise there'd be none. So, that's why he says I didn't support him in law school and quit.

Tuesday went along fairly well up to a point. I forgot to mention that my mother in law sent us both a long email on Monday. As always, some valid points but not exactly seasoned with salt and not having 100% of the facts right. I did not respond other than to acknowledge receiving it as she requested. Hyde had not read it as of Tuesday morning. I'm still not sure he read all of it but he did tell her that we were going to rely on the elder and his wife rather than bringing any of our family into this anymore.

1 am Tuesday night/Wednesday morning - I'm awakened to hear "How can you sleep? Get up. If I can't sleep, neither should you. (ShortStuff had crawled in our bed around midnight and so he was there asleep beside me.) I told him that I was not going to do this. He then started in asking who I told and what did I tell them. I told him for a second time that I had asked a friend to talk to the elders. That first she was talking to Elder A, then Elder B came in and then Elder C. That she mentioned he did things like oh say wake me up in the middle of the night, constantly badger me about my diet and exercise, bring up things repeatedly from the past without ever letting them go, yells, cusses, throws things and the like. He walked out at this point.

Then he came back in and said "You are the rottenness in my bones. I'm ashamed of you and ashamed to be married to you. You are an egotistical, self-centered...and then he trails off without saying what was probably the next word there. Walks out for a minute and then comes back in and says I'm the biggest hypocrite he knows. Then he tells me that I'm not allowed to teach in the teen workshop weekend that is coming up in 3 days. He asks if I'm going to tell the elders or is he. I said you are going to have to do that.

He then starts in about how I had said I was going to call Elder C (the one he has crossed in the past I guess) and now he knows. I said right but so do two of the others and as I explained I asked our friend to talk to them. Then he says well you said you were going to talk to Elder C, Elder C now knows but oh you had nothing at all to do with it. (I wish I could convey the voice he was using at this point.) I again said I had sent our friend a note saying that Hyde would probably be most comfortable talking to Elder B and feel free to call Elder A, B or C. He said no, I'm not calling them in the middle of the night.

He starts in about how I had abused him for years and years. (As I've mentioned, I did hit him out of frustration almost every time we had a big fight for the first several years of our marriage. Regardless of the frustrations I felt, I was sinful to hit him and I've asked both God and Hyde to forgive me. Plus, it has been years since I've hit him.) Hyde then brings up a statement I'll forever regret saying. Years ago when I was still saying and doing so many wrong things, he said we needed to go to the elders about how I was acting. In a moment of shame/panic/pride, I said if you go to elders and tell them I hit you, I could lie and everyone would believe me without any hesitation. It is my biggest regret that I ever said that for so many reasons and right now it is my biggest fear that people will assume that if I once said that I must be making all this up. One of the things everyone at work will tell you, I cannot abide lying. Any type of deception. I will willingly pay tons of extra money if a webinar is set up to charge per person, even if the host company would never know how many were listening in. My boss told me once I was too honest. I hope he was joking but that is one thing I try to do in every action. I'm scared to death that this one flippant comment, one that I wouldn't have carried through on, will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Anyway, I mention that this was years ago, I had said shortly thereafter that I was very wrong to think/say that and I asked him to forgive me for reacting that way. He said well you need to tell the elders that you said that. I said fine. Then he said you need to go before the congregation and tell the congregation you said that. I said it is not a public sin and I did not think that would serve any purpose. (In my mind, I suspect he wants to paint me as a liar so no one believes anything I say about his actions....and of course that is my fear.) When I said that, he said but you said everyone knows everything. I said no I said the 3 elders know and then of course he knows our friend knows. Hyde responds yeah I guess I'll hear all about it tomorrow night (tonight) and about how he's done everything wrong and I'm so perfect. I said no, do you want to see the text I sent to our friend saying be sure and tell the elders that I want them to know I've messed up. LOTS. He refused to even look at the text.

All of this only took about 30 minutes and he went to the other room to sleep. By this point, I could not go back to sleep so I got up to try to fill out this job application that he asked me to submit to an area school on his behalf. A few minutes later he came in and asked if I enjoyed playing the victim Sunday night. Getting to run off and hide away and get all this sympathy. I said it wasn't an act. I needed to be around people. He then asked how it feels to be a brawling and contentious woman. When I didn't respond he said are you denying it? Are you? Isn't it ironic that everyone is so worried about me becoming violent when you are the only one that has ever hit. (Oh, one other thing. My mom asked me if Hyde mentioned that my dad met him at the back door and asked if he was armed. I said no Hyde did not mention that even though I had mentioned that the whole conceal carry passion will likely come up. My mom said she'd never seen my dad as concerned as he was Sunday evening and he wanted to make sure someone knew he was on his way there in case Hyde snapped.)

He starts off to bed, again, and then comes back and says oh did you tell the elders about how you just can't let your ex go and you can't just give him up? I said again I didn't talk to the elders and no our friend did not mention that. Hyde says well you said that. Are you saying you didn't? Because if you are saying you didn't say that you are a liar. A liar. That's what you are. And then he heads to bed. This time he stays there. This morning he got up and didn't say a word to me and barely acknowledged ShortStuff and didn't say goodbye when he left. I can handle him not saying goodbye to me but don't take it out on our baby. Then a couple hours later he texts to make sure my dentist appointment went okay.

Oh, if you wonder how I remember any of the conversations. He's in and out of the room a lot during these tirades and I try to write them down on my phone as soon as possible. I don't want to run the risk of trying to remember later and then expand or add my own twist to what was actually said because time has passed. (Did that make sense?)

Monday, March 29, 2010

Lost

So everything is out in open or at least on the path to being out in open. Everything I read says that's best. We will see.

Expect to hear from elders soon. I asked a friend to talk to them for me. Why I didn't talk to them years ago is beyond me. Why don't we feel more comfortable going to those watching over our souls? Is it just me? Just this generation? Lack of faith? I pray that we might all be given the wisdom & strength to do what is right in His sight.

Hyde went to my parents house tonight. Knew nothing about it until my mom called scared to death. Hyde had called them & said he was half-way there. (We live 180 miles from my parents.) He didn't tell them anything else. They were convinced I was dead. My dad was worried about Hyde's mental stability combined with the fact that Hyde always carries a weapon. My dad called Hyde's dad. They headed to my parents house from their house several miles away. How pathetic are we that at ages 41 & 36 our parents are involved?

Hyde texted me when he got there and said "talking to your dad". I simply responded with "ok". He called a bit later to ask about ShortStuff, then said see you in morning. He later texted to tell me my dad told him he'd never understand me. Then my mom called about 11:45 to tell me Hyde was heading back to our house.

I'm at a friend's house tonight with ShortStuff. Sent Hyde a note to say be careful, we were at a friends & we would talk later. No response from him.

I've tried to be nothing but honest both in relaying what is going on & in seeking solutions. Feel like my integrity is being questioned or will be in near future. Really feeling lost tonight at this point. Can't turn to most friends because they advocate divorce. Not at the drop of a hat or anything but in situations like this. I need to find a way to use this challenge to draw me closer to God. Don't think I have the ability to look at it like that tonight tho. Know there are a lot of people praying for me which helps because I'm not sure I can anymore. Going to try to rest. No clue what to do about tomorrow. Have a meeting I really need to go to but if I go it will just look like I'm choosing my career over everything. No clue if I should take ShortStuff to school either. Guess I will try to just turn it over to God & not worry about whether I will be fired. Why is that so difficult?

Sunday, March 28, 2010

A breaking point.

Saturday night I was trying to get stuff together for the Bible class I teach. ShortStuff was all over me, wanting me to play. I tried to get him to play for a few minutes. Hyde sat in the kitchen on the laptop & didn't offer to help. ShortStuff tried talking him at another point & Hyde wouldn't even acknowledge him. I asked him to put pjs on ShortStuff & he made a big scene about having to leave working on his book.

Today ShortStuff was sick after we got home from lunch. He was screaming, had an accident in his pants for first time in over a year & was being quite challenging. After an hour I asked for help. I popped off about needing him to help me instead of sitting there pretending to work & not lifting a hand to help me with ShortStuff over past three days. I should have kept my mouth shut for several reasons.

Hyde got mad, started yelling, said he would just add writing to the list of things he can no longer do. He did finally lie down with us briefly to get ShortStuff to sleep. He was gone when we woke up. He did not leave a note, take his gym bag or even call to check on ShortStuff.

I decided to keep ShortStuff in since he was still having tummy troubles. About ten minutes before six, he came back home. He walked in & jerked the papers out of my hand. ShortStuff was standing there watching as he screamed how I didn't care about ShortStuff & from the time he was 6 weeks old I would have just left him anywhere that would have taken him just so I could have a career. I decided I couldn't take him doing this to us anymore so I picked up my phone to call 911. He started to take phone away & I said no I'm calling the police. He decided I was kicking him out because I had started to call 911. He started packing stuff.

I told him that if he would talk I would be glad to try to talk through stuff but I didn't want him screaming at me because for one thing ShortStuff always tries to bite him when he yells at me now. He kept trying to pack & i asked him not to leave & said look at who you are leaving besides just me. He screamed that I got a career & expected him to be the b1tch in the family. I put my hand on his chest & said look at your son, I do not want you talking like that in front of him. He said be sure to let police know I was hitting him. I promise all I did was put my hand on his chest. He shoved me out of the way & tried to leave. I tried to stop him by stepping in front of him & he fell while trying to get out door.

He yelled some more about how I didn't support his writing. (Never mind that I read through what he had written so far, offered comments, told him I would look up legal limits of doctor patient privilege.) He was still grabbing stuff & ShortStuff & I were following him. ShortStuff bit him pretty hard & Hyde went running out of the house screaming. He came back & grabbed the laptop. I tried to stop him by saying it was part of my tax return too that bought the laptop & that the car was in my name too. I don't know why I said that. Desperation?

ShortStuff has only asked a couple of things. I tried to explain that Daddy & I made some bad choices & shouldn't have been yelling. He asked about shoving & I just said that was another bad choice. God help us all.


Friday, March 26, 2010

Sigh

Hyde tends to sigh A LOT. I try to ignore it however when I'm in the bathroom & he is standing outside the door sighing over & over I assume he's trying to get my attention. Silly me asked if he was sighing at me. I had asked him to get ShortStuff dressed for bed. His response to my question was screaming, NOT yelling, but screaming stop it, stop it, stop it repeatedly & then let me sigh in peace. Fine. But do you have any idea how tough it is to ignore someone who constantly sighs & mutters & carries on conversations with themselves but uses your name repeatedly? Oh & ShortStuff tried to bite him again when he was screaming. One would think that would have an impact on him.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Spring Break

Hyde has been on Spring Break all week. ShortStuff's Spring Break started today. Yesterday, I had to be in town to give a presentation at 6:45 a.m. I am not a morning person. At all. Anyway, I make it to the presentation, give it and afterward, I'm discussing how poorly it went with one of my colleagues. My phone rings. It is Hyde holding the phone up so I could hear ShortStuff screaming. Hyde informs me that ShortStuff woke up scared because I wasn't there, that he cannot do anything with ShortStuff and that ShortStuff only wanted me. (He says this in front of ShortStuff all the time. Gee, self-fulfilling prophecy much?) I asked him what he wanted me to do. He said "nothing" and hung up. Ten minutes later my phone rings again and I answer it to hear "Come home. Now." Click.

So I drive home. Mind you, we live at least 20 minutes from town and I'm going to have to turn around and head right back to work. I walk in to find ShortStuff in his high chair with his arms crossed. He wasn't making a sound, just staring at Hyde who is sitting, cross armed, in a chair across from ShortStuff. I get ShortStuff fed and clothed and take him to school. Rest of the day goes okay, other than the fact that I'm at work until after 6:30. Rarely happens especially in the role that I've been in for the past 4 years.

And here we are at Wednesday. I leave the house and Hyde and ShortStuff are still asleep. I get a call mid-morning. Hyde is at the library with ShortStuff where there is supposed to be a story-time hour but there isn't. He asks if I'd like for them to pick me up for lunch later. I say sure. They pick me up and we have a nice lunch. However, when it is time for them to drop me back off, ShortStuff starts crying because he wants to come back to my office. I walk back to my office feeling awful as Hyde drives off with a screaming ShortStuff. And just in case I wasn't feeling horrible enough, an hour later I answer my phone to hear ShortStuff still crying.

Ten minutes later and another phone call. This time it is Hyde telling me that my son only wants me and how he (Hyde, not ShortStuff) begged me for years to allow him to have a career and I said I didn't need him to support me. Yes, we've been down this road repeatedly. I am not sure how any Christian husband can say their wife did not allow them to have a career. Regardless, I have asked for forgiveness for not supporting him 100% in some of his career choices. Read earlier posts. Pretty sure I laid that all out earlier on here and I am positive I've gone over it repeatedly with Hyde. His view - I always do whatever it is I want and then years later say "ooops, sorry" and expect all to be forgotten. How do I handle this? Any of this?

But wait....there's more.

He then starts in on me about how I'll be a real good example at the teen workshop weekend our home congregation is hosting next weekend. He asked if I was going to teach them how to ruin their marriages to and then hung up.

I'm really trying to look at this as a way to build my strength spiritually but it is getting harder every day. Especially after the last time when ShortStuff started trying to bite Hyde to protect me. Help. What do I do? Do I go to the elders? An elder's wife? Do I say go to this link, read everything there, it outlines our past 11 years and then come talk to me?

Please pray that I'll be given wisdom.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Consistency

Every time we visit my parents, Hyde throws a massive fit. (Okay maybe there have been two times where he didn't.) I pretty much knew it was coming. Hyde was muttering under his breath all last night & flopping all around exasperated. Plus he & my dad discussed several things, including views on bankruptcy & a sermon that our friend had preached a few weeks back. My dad & Hyde do not view much in this world the same.

About 40 minutes after we got back to our house, he started in on how I was a liar, how I put my career first, how if I wasn't exercising I was not allowed to watch tv any more, how he was celibate. At some point I tried to speak & was informed that this was a lecture not a conversation. He went on for a while. I tried to point out that it was he who had insisted ShortStuff sleep with us & he who had not initiated any intimacy in years. Yes years. He then started holding his head & saying oh my head. (Mocking me...in case you missed that.)

Then back to calling me a liar. He said did you say you were going to use treadmill. I said yes. Then he said are you using it. I said no. So he said well then you are a liar. Tell that to the elders. (I had mentioned earlier that I thought we needed to go to the elders.) I said well I guess I could say the same about you because you've said before that you were going to stop cussing at me, threatening divorce, yelling in front of ShortStuff & putting holes in walls/doors. He then brought up how he cut put holes in my face like I used to do to him. I said first I haven't hit in years, I've asked for forgiveness & I never hit hard enough to leave a mark let alone a hole (wouldn't make it right just because there wasn't a mark by the way). So then he starts in that it is only because I'm medicated. Nice shot below the belt. I said yes the medicine helps me control my anger but I've also focused on spiritual things, especially prayer. About this time ShortStuff walked up and started trying to bite him repeatedly. He didn't stop trying to bite Hyde until Hyde stopped berating me. Then we all packed up & went to Bible study like a big hypocritical, ahem, happy family.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Mulligan

Apologies to anyone who might actually read this blog about the crazy postings from Monday. Not sure what was going on between my phone and blogger. Anyway, here is the original post regarding Friday - Monday.

So where were we? Oh right, date night was this past Friday night. It should be noted that this past Friday was the 12th not the 13th. We dropped ShortStuff off at our friends house and headed to this newish restaurant in town. LONG wait. Like an hour and a half. Next time we will definitely have to make reservations early in the week.

We had a very enjoyable dinner. Edamame appetizers, a yummy salad (and I am NOT a salad fan), amazing scallops for me and salmon for Hyde. Then a scrumptious creme brûlée dessert. Great conversation. No dull dead time. No snippiness. Then a quick stop at bookstore and off to pick up ShortStuff. On way to get him Hyde asked how I was liking the book I was reading, "Sacred Marriage". I said it was great and explained how it really put things in perspective about how mankind will never be able to give us the love we crave. Only God can fill that need. But if we recognize that every human sins and will let us down at times because that is just our nature, it really helps move past those hurts. (Please no that I do not believe in inherited sin but do believe Romans 3:23.)

I also mentioned how the book stressed that if you want a holier marriage you cannot sit around thinking "oh I should have married so and so or just not married at all". That this line of thinking does nothing to draw you closer to God because if you are committed to God then divorce is not going to be an option.

We pick up ShortStuff, head home and get him in bed. I should point out that about six months ago or so, ShortStuff started sleeping with us. I have mentioned several times that this is not good; tried several times to do the bed routine in his big boy bed; but when the tears start Hyde says we all need our sleep just let him sleep with us. So Friday night was no different. We put him to bed in our bed. Then Hyde starts getting ready for bed as well. I think well ok then and do the same. I probably should have thrown myself at him at this point.

Next thing I know Hyde starts in on how he is sick of the preacher saying he just has to accept things the way they are and now I am saying same thing. That neither of us care what the Bible teaches. I said that it seemed like he only wanted to apply verses on wives submitting in all things but did not want the rest of the Bible. He basically responded with Nuh uh.

By the way, no clue where the remark regarding preacher came from. Anyway he says he can not accept things the way they are when they are sinful and immoral. I ask what things. He says if I have to ask it is not worth his time to tell me. I think I fell asleep about then. He did his usual toss and turn, huff and puff, trying to get me to check on him. I stayed, ahem, asleep.

Saturday - I was supposed to go to a wedding shower and Hyde was supposed to watch ShortStuff. However he had forgotten about a huge zoo event. I had told him the day before to go ahead and volunteer and I would just take ShortStuff and drop the gift off. Saturday morning I wake up feeling like I had been kicked by a mule, no voice, eyes swollen shut, earache, headache, etc. Apparently it was obvious I felt bad and he felt guilty leaving, so naturally, he threw a fit about how he never got to do anything and guess he had to give up the zoo as well. I told him I did not want him to stay because that would just make me feel worse with him grousing around. So he stormed out around 8 am and did not come home until around 3. Did not even check in to make sure ShortStuff was ok.

I stayed home all Saturday and Sunday. Absolutely miserable. I already had today (15th) off thankfully. Pleasant day. Chiropractic visit, pedicure and lunch with a dear friend and her baby girl.

Things I will never understand - how one can be happy spending less than 30 minutes of awake time with your child. Hyde picked ShortStuff up from his school and drove home. He then said he had to lie down. After about an hour he got up and started packing for gym. While he was packing I asked him if he was going to respond to his sister in law regarding going to see his grandparents.

This is something else I will never understand. I grew up very, VERY close to my four grandparents. We have not seen his grandparents in three years. There is always an excuse. Jobs, money, ShortStuff, something. After he hemmed and hawed I finally said look if you do not want to go just say so. He got all bent out of shape and stomped out without so much of a bye to me. At least he did say bye to ShortStuff this time.

A few hours later as I almost have ShortStuff to sleep he comes home and wants to know what I ate for dinner. I tell him I had a lovely gluten free burrito. He says well I am going to cook and you can eat a bit more. Roller coaster. Roller coaster of love.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Random. Date night this Friday. Suggested by Hyde. Going to try out newish restaurant at my suggestion. Headaches appear to be caused by gluten. Yay for cause, boo for effect because bread is a BIG weakness of mine and a major comfort food. My boss has me wondering if major personality changes are an indicator for some horrible health problem he has not shared with us. Of course, working where we do will take its toll on ones mind, body and spirit. Oh and the book Sacred Marriage is phenomenal. Think it could be life changing.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

I was expecting last night to be a rough one but thankfully it was not. The reason I thought it would be bad? Hyde took a bath around 11 and I went on to bed. When he opened the door I heard him say a curse word really loudly and then he came in our room. He slammed stuff around for a while and then he took his pillows to the other bedroom. Sometime during the night he came back in and tossed and sighed and tried his best to get me to ask if he was okay. I did not rest well but at least I was not berated all night.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Take 457

I sort of feel like I'm in that movie "Groundhog Day". It seems like Hyde and I have the same conversation over and over. Last night, I was laying down next to ShortStuff and fell asleep. Hyde came in and asked me to get up and go with him to the living room. So, I did. He said he wasn't sure how much more of "this" he could take and he took his ring off and threw it at me. Sound familiar? He started in about how I had made no changes in our entire marriage, how I've kept him from having a career and how I never think I'm wrong at the time but then later I say sorry and think it should all be forgiven.

The career comment is especially interesting since earlier in the week I was joking about whether I should apply for my boss' job if he decided to go back into his previous line of work. Hyde asked if it would be a significant pay raise. I said that I'd hope so. He said oh then he could home-school ShortStuff and work on my next novel. I mentioned to him last night that I didn't think this was a good idea for several reasons. 1) Unless he was willing to take free-lance writing assignments, which he hasn't been willing to do, he would not be earning anything. 2) I'm just not sure he's disciplined enough to teach ShortStuff what he needs to know. 3) I can't handle being blamed for his lack of a career for the next 13 years.

The rant went on for quite a while. No new material. No need to re-hash it again on here since it has all been said before, repeatedly. I'm pretty sure I'm to blame for this one. No, I didn't ask for chocolate kisses this time. Right before we went to Bible study, I said I just didn't want to go. (I'm really struggling with depression and just don't like being around people right now. I went to the doctor today.) Hyde asked if he had done something. I said not today and sort of laughed. He asked what he'd done. I said well the idiot comment at 3:25 the other morning still kind of stings. He didn't say a word...until around 10:30. Oh, and as always, after he spews out all sorts of venom, he feels better and goes to sleep. I'm left to sit in shock and figure out whether I'm worth the air I breathe.

I realize love is about sacrifice. How much is too much?

Monday, February 22, 2010

So it is 3:25 in the morning and I was just called an idiot. Nice start to the week, huh?

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Note to Self

Self - When blogging from your phone, do not use double-returns as that will create a new post for every new paragraph. Ooops.

An apology!

For the first time ever in our eleven years of marriage, Hyde apologized. This happened last night, before the wonderful sermon we heard today on relationships.(Hyde slept through part of it sadly. Even with the positives going on, that still bugs me but on a completely different level. I worry what it teaches ShortStuff but more importantly about how it appears to God. I have to leave that to God though. Obviously.)

By the way, if that preacher ever reads this, THANK YOU for a great message from God's word. It was very encouraging not only in regards to the husband-wife relationship but to how we should treat everyone. (Well not the part about, ahem, private time together. That would lead to a whole nother sermon.)

And it was unprompted by my saying something subtle like “you owe me an apology” or my stomping out all mad or upset!

We had been talking about buying a computer off and on for a while. I was online looking at Dells and was asking him questions every now and then. At one point he said something like I need to do some reading and can’t concentrate with you talking. I said okay and a few minutes later decided to take a bath.

When I came out he said hey I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap at you. You can do lots of things at once and still concentrate on what you are reading but I can’t.

I was flabbergasted. I mean this coming from someone who has never offered a sincere apology even though he's spit on me, dented my car by kicking it out of anger at me, punched so many holes, destroyed so many of my things, called me every possible name imaginable and then some and well I could go on but you get the point. Wow! That’s all I can say.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

I'm not sure if I'm mad, disappointed or what. Hyde just used a very derogatory phrase to describe some Muslims in front of ShortStuff. While I do not agree with those beliefs or the actions of many of its followers, I don't see how a professed Christian can use racial slurs. Yes, the events at Ft. Jackson & Ft. Hood are incredibly scary but we are all God's creation. I asked him not to use phrases like that & he sat & made faces but said nothing else. For now that is.

The past few days

Since my last post, there has been only one bout of middle of the night insanity. This was on the 14th/15th. I think I actually learned something from it though. Never ask Hyde to bring home anything that might remotely be considered junk food. He was stopping to get some diapers at the store and I mistakenly asked if he'd pick up a bag of Hershey's kisses. Felt like I deserved some chocolate since I didn't get anything other than a card for Valentine's Day. Yeah, I'll admit it, THAT hurt my feelings big time. I didn't say anything though.

So, I'm in the bathtub when he brings the kisses home and I see him stomp by and I said "Hi" and he growled. (And he wonders why ShortStuff growls all the time?) Anyway, nothing much else is said until about 4 a.m. I had let our dog out and was coming back to bed when he started in on me. He said he hated that I didn't eat right no matter how many years he'd "been on me about it". Seriously? That's what he thinks his role is to be as a husband? Someone who needs to hound me to fit his dietary mold? For example, tonight I mentioned how I really think gluten might be the cause of my headaches. I've been trying to do a gluten free diet for the past couple of weeks. Not hard core yet though because I've made birthday party exceptions. Anyway, banana pudding is one of my weaknesses and that was the featured dessert at a lunch meeting today. I caved. It was wonderful. Two and a half hours later...pounding headache. 12 hours since lunch and I still have it. So, I share this story with Hyde tonight just to share that hey after 25 years of headaches, maybe I've finally found a trigger. He asks if he should "make" me avoid gluten. I politely decline.

And now back to our regularly scheduled program...So, the 4:00 conversation included many things about how I didn't think about anyone else and never took care of myself. I mentioned that I was eating a ton more vegetables and fruit b/c of this gluten free experiment. I wanted to say something like hey buddy since I didn't get a gift for Valentine's day you're lucky a bag of kisses is all I asked for...however, on to the lessons learned. I need to just buy my own junk food. Okay, if that is what can be done to keep him from freaking out, I should be able to manage that. I don't think I should have to but whatever.

Overall, things have still been enjoyable. We had a night out, just the two of us, last night. There were a few minor annoyances but overall it was a lot of fun. I was telling a friend the other day that it is so weird to be "complaining" about somewhat normal husband-wife things. And really complaining isn't quite the right word. It is such a relief that the worst things between us have been finding blueberries smudged on the microwave door, coffee grounds on the floor close to the trash can and a mound of cinnamon just left on the stove. OH, and cabinet doors being left open. That drives me, and ShortStuff, nuts. These things are honestly just like blips and in a bizarre way positive things. It is the first time I've really had enough peace from the normal Hyde shenanigans to even notice some of that stuff. And even better....I kept my mouth shut. Didn't mention any of the nastiness in the kitchen. Didn't mention my hurt feelings over Valentine's Day.

I still feel like I walk on eggshells all the time. Hyde has this thing that when he is worked up he'll rub his hands on the back of his head all agitated-like. Every time he does that I literally flinch and draw up. And I try not to ask "what's wrong" each time even though I really want to know because when I ask, he gets irritated and says I'm hounding him or trying to find a fight. So, once again, I have to shove my need for reassurance and conversation aside.

I guess that my biggest fear in all of this is that I'll find someone who enjoys talking to me and might actually compliment me on something, anything at all. I feel very vulnerable right now. I am in a really low self-image stage. Like if someone asked me to draw a picture of myself it would be a big, hairy blob with yellow, crooked teeth and not a coherent thought in the little blob mind. That's how I see myself right now. I made a big effort to dress up for our night out on the town last night. ShortStuff noticed and told me I looked like a flower. That still makes me tear up thinking about how sweet it was and just how much I needed to hear something positive. Hyde's only acknowledgment of my efforts was that he guessed he'd need to park fairly close to the venue since I was wearing my high heeled boots.

We don't seem to know how to talk to each other. I've expressed my need to talk about deeper things than sports or politics. Like, oh say, the more children conversation? Or his future career path? Or options for ShortStuff's next school (hopefully at least a year off but still)? Hyde has decided it is fine for ShortStuff to sleep with us every night. I miss being able to scrunch up next to Hyde and fall asleep next to him. I love having ShortStuff there in some ways because he says the funniest things and is very sweet in the middle of the night. However, he needs to be back in his own bed.

Enough rambling.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Ok. Something is up with Hyde. He's calmish. I was really late getting in because I had to pick up some papers from our pediatrician. Traffic at 5:00 is always bad, especially in the area I had to go & even worse when there are still icy patches. Hyde was planning to go to the gym tonight since Bible classes were cancelled. He called twice while I was out & hung up on me the 2nd time as soon as I told him where I was. When I walked in, I could tell he was ticked. I asked him why he always gets mad when I get stuck in rush hour traffic. He sort of half glared at me & said he was going to get the mail. When he came in, he asked if it was too late to go to gym (it was 6:30 or so) and I said no. He was fine then. It was like he was exercising noticeable control. I pray this is the turning point & we can move forward & try to rebuild this marriage.

Monday, February 1, 2010

All is quiet on the western front. Trying everything to stay positive & hope a new leaf has been turned. Or is that page? Whatever it is, the past week or so since last post has been pleasantly mundane. Thank you for the past prayers & for continued prayers.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Worthless. That's apparently my life story. I feel that way at work, at home & even in the congregation where I worship. On some tiny little rational side, I can begrudgingly acknowledge this might not be reality but it is definitely how I feel right now. At work, I'm not worth enough for my past bosses to acknowledge the birth of my son. Yes, I realize he's almost 3 & I should be past that but it has recently been brought back to mind. I'm not worth enough for people to remember to include me in some critical discussions. At the congregation, I don't feel like anyone has considered me truly worth getting to know. (There are a couple of noted exceptions for which I'm thankful.) And at home, I'm certainly not worth the effort of knowing & loving. I mean if failure to update the bank balance equals such a grievous wrong that I am sleeping alone tonight, how much value can one have placed on me? Again with a tiny shred of logic, I can recognize the signs of depression & the devastating exhaustion due to constant headaches as potentially clouding my judgment but that's how I'm feeling nonetheless. I pray tonight that I can put my self centered thoughts aside & get past these feelings soon. I realize nothing good can come from this thought pattern.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Migraines are horrible on their own. They are 100 times worse when married to someone like Hyde. He's yelled at me because I couldn't get ShortStuff ready for worship services, yelled at me because he was missing a friend of ours preaching tonight & grilled me about buying a one dollar toy for ShortStuff because it was made in China. I hate my life & I'm sick of all this crap.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

A new year; a fresh start. Could it be?

Hardly! At 12:22 a.m., Hyde jabs my shoulder and says wake up. He who is almost always still in bed when I leave for work, was mad that I was asleep already. He then asked if I thought I was being a good Christian wife. I said yes in most ways. (I mean we all have trying areas and room for improvement, right? Shouldn't we always feel like we could do better?) So then as a lovely way to end our anniversary and start the next year of our marriage, he hands me his wedding ring & says I'm not wearing this until you can be a good wife in all ways. And then heads to other room. Anyone reading this, please lift us up in prayer.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Eleven Years

I often feel unbalanced and not just when I forget to take my medications.  I never seem to know whether I'll be sharing a home with Hyde or Jekyll.  Jekyll has been around today which is nice since it is our anniversary.  He bought me a massage table for my gift.  It will be nice to have that little thing that holds your head.  I'm assuming this means more massages for me, which is a nice gift too. 

However, I'm a big loser.  All I gave him was a card.  I never know when I'm going to be lambasted for spending money.  I don't know if I hurt his feelings because I didn't buy him some new rifle or shotgun or some such or if he's really fine with it.  Unbalanced you know.

Also, he asked me to be sure and call as I was leaving work heading home.  So, I did.  Well, I texted because I have sort of gotten to where I do not like to talk on the phone for any reason.  You know how you have these jobs at work that you put off and put off because you hate to do them?  For a lot of people, it is filing.  Well, mine is returning phone calls.  Hate it, but I digress. When I got home he had fried potatoes and onions for me.  Now this may not seem like much but it meant a lot.  I love fried potatoes for one thing but I hate frying things to the point I don't do it at all. 

What will tomorrow this evening bring?  (Tomorrow is too far in the future for any mood predictions.)

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

I think I can, I think I can

Be positive that is. I decided a few days ago to write down a few positive things about Hyde so that you all don't think I just married the first guy who asked.

1) Bible knowledge (I pray wisdom comes soon.)
2) How he is with ShortStuff 98% of the time.
3) He doesn't get embarrassed to run to the store and buy girly stuff. (Think feminine products. Oh and this perfect shade of turquoise nail polish once.)
4) He does all of our laundry. Okay, he may not put it away and yes, I have to sacrifice a white article of clothing every few months, but I've decided it is worth it.
5) He changes the cat pans. This one ranks WAY up there.
6) Every few years, he really hits a home run on gift giving. Most recently - a painting by one of our zoo animals.
7) He can be really, really funny.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

How do you explain to a two year old....

That you don't know why his daddy left without his kisses.
That you don't know why his daddy left without his "I love yous".
That you don't know why his daddy left without his hugs.
That 2010 looks like it is going to be just the same as 2009.