That's what my husband is, a 46 year old bully. His threats have now extended to my 16y/o daughter. If she doesn't get with the program she has to leave. Honestly my kids are better behaved than most. Are they sloppy and lazy and sometimes smart-mouthed? Of course. But they get good grades, they don't do drugs and they aren't deliberately disobedient.
I don't know if I can let her live with the constant threats of being put on the street. But I don't want to leave mainly because I don't have any money or anywhere to go, but also because I want to believe that "This too shall pass."
The part of me that still loves him hopes that something happens to me so he can have a few happy years alone. The part of me that hates and resents him hopes he has that heart attack he keeps threatening. Of course the majority of me hopes some miracle will swoop from the sky and drop enough money on us that we can finally live the separate lives we've both been not so secretly dreaming of lately.
I'm writing all of this in the heat of the moment and I realize it sounds harsh. By tomorrow or the next day things will probably be closer to normal with him just seething with anger about the tax issue. Hopefully the message to the kids about helping with the housework will stick around a little longer.
Fingers crossed.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
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