mbrento
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Hi Dragonfly, thank you for taking the time to post your thoughts. How are you feeling? I hope things are OK with you and the pregnancy. I read your profile and some of your threads and you sound very giving and with so much on your plate I just wanted to say thanks for taking time on me. The counseling situation you described is exactly the scenario I fear, should I succeed in dragging him there. He is all about denial, and if flat-out denial and "memory loss" fail, then it's all about justification and excuses. In the past week he threw two items at me on two separate occasions and then flat-out denied he did it. I said, "If you didn't throw it, how did it end up here, when you're sitting way over there?" He replied that he didn't THROW it, per se, that he merely "tossed it" "in my direction." When I asked him why he was "tossing" anything at all, he replied that it was just a response to me being antagonistic to begin with, and "SLAMMING" the item down in front of him. I did no such thing, not even remotely close to anything even remotely resembing a "slam." I know these stories are depressingly familiar to everyone on here, I know there are no answers, and that there's no explanation or whys, that the solution is just to get away from it. Unfortunately, with full faculty of my own mind, it's not as easy for me to detach as it is for him to. Because I realize how sad it all is and he does not. In fact, it's far from sad for him. For him, he truly thinks he's liberating himself from me, and MY abuse of HIM. And he's got everyone else convinced of that, too. He strings together enough one-sided logic so that, if you don't know, like I do, that what he's saying is either a lie, an exaggeration, or only part of the story, then he sounds perfectly fine. god give me strength and also a good stiff drink! (or, for the pregnant lady, a pickle and a bowl of ice cream!) Thanks for listening everyone. Sorry to drone on. It's nice to not feel alone here. It's just hard to let go and no one really understands what it's like except for you guys. M. |
