I told my husband this and his response was that we are now leaving Friday morning and coming back really really late Monday night. I have to be at work at 6am on Tuesday, and I am rarely able to nap during the week because SB is usually up by the time I get home from work. So needless to say I was not happy about this.
Words were exchanged and the end result was not pretty. He felt that I should drop everything to go to New Orleans with his band while I thought it was interfering too much in my life, and thought it best that I stay home.
We stayed up very late last night, and all sorts of ghosts from our past were brought up. He accused me of being a bad mom. I told him he was a horrible person for saying that. He told me I was fat and ugly and he didn't know why he married me in the first place, but he is sure regretting it now.
I won't bore you with all the details, but long story short, we're breaking up. He's moving out today while I'm at work. The worst part about this is I have no idea what I'm going to do about SB because he made it clear that he doesn't want either of us in his life anymore.
I guess I won't get to tell him that I just found out I'm pregnant.
So if I don't post for a while, you'll know why.
Later.
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