Monday, March 3, 2008

Morning.

Everything in the world is broken so far today: my husband, the showers at the yoga school, the hair dryers at the yoga school, the credit card machine. I dropped my cup full of water all over the place. Maybe Mercury is in retrograde still?

The Best:

I stood my ground, however briefly, while my husband was having an addict tantrum. I told him I didn't want to do things for him that he could do for himself, and he screamed at me and threw things. He scares me when he throws things. One day, he will hurt me or the dogs or himself. After I realized that he was angry beyond what I could handle, I left. I went to yoga, and now I'm at work. I took care of myself, and I was strong.

The Worst:

I haven't done it yet, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to call my husband's aunt to ask for money to help with his methadone. I know that by continuing to borrow from her in his name, I'm cushioning his bottom and keeping him from dealing with consequences of his behavior, which enables him to continue having this behavior. I'm not ready to stop yet.

All this action before 8 a.m.!

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