Chain Yanking

This morning Nabal was so very self deprecating. Can't do anything right. He tries and tries and everything always backfires. He could tell I didn't want to deal with him so he was moving to the rental property. I told him I agreed. (I should have offered to pack footer him)

Later he offered coffee and to go out for breakfast for me.

10 hours later:
Hi baby, I called you. He had not.
Give me a little kiss hello. No
Are you hungry, can we go eat?
I'm not hungry.
Can we go out to dinner tonight?
.....

Can we take a nap?
You can take a nap, I'm not tired.
No, us. I want to sleep with you.
No.

What happened to the moving out?! Its like living in a video loop that always starts at the same place...with alternate scenarios.

I can see this is the same, though in reverse, game he has been playing for years. In past he'd call happy and walk in displeased with everything and everybody.

I can't count how many times I've mentally celebrated. The weight lifts. He's giving up, letting me free. Finally! These days it only lasts for a split second. Then I remind myself...he's only yanking my chain. He's just trying to wear me down.

Why would you want someone who gives in, not because they love you, but because they just get tired of it all, simply give up.

I guess that's the difference between abuse and the rest of the world. And I know there are even non abusive men and women (I guess) who try to wear their 'loves' down. Why? If it's not mutual...let it go! 

5:00
Nabal comes in with a big bag of papusas.
Come on let's eat.
I'm really not hungry.
Just eat some with me.
I'm not hungry, I don't want any.
Why are you always so mean to me mama?
I'm not mean, I said I wasn't hungry. You kept on. I'm not going to stuff my face just to make you happy.
Well come upstairs while I eat.
(I did not)

Any subject leads back to...

More cold and snow?
Yes.
We should be sleeping together.
(my eyes roll like googly eyes. So sick of the same exchange said 100 different ways.)

Tonight we need to go out and do something.