Love me, then leave

I have had some great relationships with men in my life. When I was young I had a bofriend that loved me so much. I could feel the intensity in my soul. I loved him back just as much. He wanted to marry me and I guess my reservations included his lack of commitment to the Church. He had a child with a previous girlfriend, he chewed tobacco, had smoked pot, etc. Although. . . he loved me so much and I him.

I went to visit him one weekend after he had moved hours away to play football at antoher college. I remember staying in a motel and he held me and we cried all night long knowing that we were not going to be together.

I think about how Scott left and I wish it could have been more like this experience from my past. Instead, he wrote me a harsh letter on Monday, slept in my same bed two nights and woke up and left.

I wish Scott had emotion. This is the hardest part for me. Not one drop of emotion from a man who has lived through so many difficutlt things. He is incapable of feeling. Such a waste of a body.

SPLIT

Last year when Scott moved into the house he asked me to leave the yard tools so he could take care of the yard. He then said, "when we sell the house we can split them." Well, split to him means, I will take what I want and you can have what is left over.

Our house sells next Wednesday so he is trying to get some stuff moved. He texted me yesterday over twenty times with his obsessive personality harassing me about this. He said that the things he wanted were gifts and that I was taking Bella's toys and he was giving Wendy lights he was going to throw away anyway. His thinking is not logical.

I was talking to Rachel about it and her 16 yo thinking is more mature and fair than his. It is so frustrating to deal with him. I cannot wait until he is out of that house and I can put just one more thing behind me that I have to deal with him about. AAAAAAAGH! I still think I should have kicked myself instead of attaching myself to him ten years ago. I made a monumental mistake. I am paying for it.

Insult or Estimation

The definition of insulting is being rude or insensitive or by suggesting a low opinion of somebody or something. So. . . if your insult is the truth and you really do have a low opinion of somebody, doesn't that just make what you said an estimation? If your intent is not to be rude or insensitive but you are just stating something you see then it is something different than an insult. The definition of estimation is a view regarding the worth of somebody or something. So instead of someone telling you that you are insulting. They should really say. . i don't agree with your estimation.

Scott thinks I am insulting but mostly it is his distorted view of the world. He admitted while we were married that he thought he had autism. The problem with people who have high functioning autism is that they do not think they are doing anything wrong. They think they are in the right and everyone else is dong wrong.

Did you even cry?

I still cry over the loss of my marriage. It has been one year and almost 10 months and I still cry. I cry when I am alone at night sometimes, just because I am alone. I cry when I watch a movie where two people love each other. I cry when Scott does something mean or disrepectful. I am not crying all the time but I still cry. Last night I wondered if Scott ever cried over losing his wife and daughter. I have not seen any emotion from him since he left, not one morsel of sadness.

Scott takes a sedative daily that has rendered him emotionless. It is a side effect of sedative use but usually someone as anxious as Scott chooses the sedative over becoming a zombie. I had not seen any emotion in Scott for years. He, by nature is a flat person but this made it even worse.

I do not think the man has shed a tear over the loss of a beautiful dream of a family. The family he had in his grasp and then was so selfish he gave up in an instant.

Wife or Mother?

I knew having a child would be difficult for Scott. His anxiety disorder coupled with his limited social and emotional skills would try me and him if we added a child to the picture. I don't know if I wanted a child so I wasn't so lonely or if I really wanted to be a parent with Scott. I was terribly lonely in my marriage.

I had the thought, should I have not had a child and saved my marriage? It took all of my energy to deal with Scott every day. His disability drains every ounce of energy out of a significant other every day. I was so exhausted living with him. Not to mention his terribly dysfunctional family.

Would I rather be a wife more than a mother? Ultimately I would love both. I would love both roles at the same time. I ended up being a mother and not a wife and I think God knew what I needed most.