Worst day of my life twetifb: This past Saturday will be forever remembered. My husband and I must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed because things were bad from the moment we woke up. At like ten in the morning he told me to leave, and I responded with “fine I’ll look for an apartment today.” As I was leaving, he told me to sign a lease because he wanted me out by the end of the month. Then he told me to check my email because he sent me something. I drove to work to read my email and look for apartments online. The email he sent me was just horrible. He’d been keeping track of all the times I’ve hurt his feelings over the last six months and the way his felt when I did certain things. I know it was mostly anger but it hurt so bad. I sat at my desk shaking and decided that I needed to leave. Not necessarily divorce, but leave. So, I got lucky. I found a garden apartment in a cute residential area closer to the city and the important people in my life. There’s lots of nightlife, shopping, and stuff within a minute walk of the place. The rent is oh so affordable and it was perfect. I had to sign a lease and give him the deposit that day because he had a few other appointments to show it that weekend. I went home later Sat evening and I was fine until I walked up to our door. He was taking a nap so I had a few minutes to collect myself. When he woke up, I told him I found an apartment and I’d be out at the end of the week. After about a half hour, he started crying and we both starting talking about all our faults, our love, the way we were, and the way we are. A couple hours into it, it seemed that he didn’t believe I was leaving. So, I had to reiterate that I actually signed a lease. At that point I didn’t think it could get more emotional but it did. He was hysterical and just kept repeating “No Tiffy, you weren’t supposed to leave. You were never supposed to leave.” I tried to comfort him and for a while he wouldn’t let me. After a total of about 4 hours crying, talking, and begging, I finally convinced him to some to bed. We laid there for another hour talking and crying until he fell asleep in my arms. Yesterday we stayed home together but we didn’t say much. Every time one of us looked at the other, our eyes filled with tears. It was bad but it was calm. Kinda like the calm before the storm. So, this is the worst I’ve ever felt in my life and this was most definitely the hardest weekend of my life. He’ll be out of town this weekend, so I’ll pack and move while he’s gone. I can’t do anything until then because I’m worried about him. We can to conclusion that we’re not going to file for divorce right away, we’re going to try counseling and “dating” again. Maybe we can still get back what brought us together in the first place. I'm just still in shock that I did this, I'm actually leaving.
Re:Worst day of my life jimloveless: big hugs to ya.
we men can be pretty stupid sometimes, but it sounds like the best thing you guys can do, you're doing. I really hope that the time apart helps you both realize how much you have together.
here's to hoping for the future :'(
Re:Worst day of my life turning leaf: Tweety, I'm so sorry. But I think you made the right decision to get your own place and be apart temporarily. The fact that you both conceded to go to therapy while living apart and start dating again are good signs. I definitely think you're making a very healthy and sound decision. A lot of people here maybe envious of you having this kind of a choice as opposed to having one of the parties just up and leave. I wish you well.
Re:Worst day of my life summerparis: Oh, ((((Tweety))))...that sounds so hard and confusing. On the plus side, congratulations to you for handling a difficult situation so quickly and pro-actively. While it's stressful to have to move, it may be beneficial to you to have your own place at this time.
Sounds like a lot of pain and confusion. I hope that you two can sort things out. I have to admit, when I read your post, it brought back memories of a year ago when I asked H to leave.
Keep posting, Tweety. I know this is hard. xox SB
Re:Worst day of my life Shanna: I hope your move goes smoothly. I would definately do therapy. I would sit down with him and discuss what is allowed and not about seeing others and whatnot. So there is not confusion over what you expect from one another.
((((HUGS)))))
Sully
