Fastest bottle in the west! Preach a sermon at 3 and stone cold drunk and high by 8. Living in a house with him is like living with on of those aweful dates every woman has when they are teens. Some guy who has a thousand hands and is trying to not so skillfully kiss you as you try to stay out of their grasp. At least then you could call your mom to come rescue you... I had the lovely opportunity to talk to a childhood friend I hadn't been in touch with for over 20 years. He was sneaking uo on me trying to kiss me on the mouth while I was talking. Trying to touch me innappropriatly while I was distracted. This doesn't have anything to do with romance. He tries to grab a breast or butt then runs off giggling. It's a game more like he's saying this is mine and I can touch it if I want to. He really is trying to wear me down. Then while I'm talking he's talking to me. "U will sleep with me tonight." My most used word today was, NO! I'm lucky also in that I studied martial arts as my relfexes are fast.
Tonight he tried to 'tell' me I wasn't to sleep downstairs. Then he starts to sound like he cares, "Its your house, your bed." (I really didn't feel so hot and wanted the cool basement tonight.) Then he flips on a dime and says if I continue to sleep in the basement he's moving out of the house. Promises, promises!
Just found out that a dear friend's child who I know well had her abusive husband leave her with 2 babys... I don't wish this on my worse enemy.
Don't know if I ever wrote down that the children told me that any time I left the house Nabal would get a belt and abuse our son, but not our girl. They, as small children one day got together and hid the belt from him until I found it last year. The latest backlash of his trying to separate their confidence in each other is that they have not spoken to each other for months. They are trying now, but neither wants to be the first to break. The books say that these bonds are stronger than an abuser's abuse. God willing!
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