Saturday, May 11, 2019

The eve

It's the eve of my birthday and instead of my husband (not expecting much from my kids) making ne feel good. He actually made me feel worse.

He knows I have mental health issues, I am not yet officially diagnosed but he knows I have been seeing a psychologist. Though quite knew he knows I am trying to help myself but instead of helping he emphasizes that I am crazy and actually tells my daughter that I act like that because I am crazy. Don't mind her she's crazy is what he would often say.

It is really a mistake to get married just bealcause somebody impregnated you. The love is just not there. Maybe at first. But eventually, he becomes a father ( which is a good thing) but is no longer a husband. And when I tell him that he simply tags me as selfish and a bad mother.

How can I be mentally healthy if I have to live with someone like that everyday for the rest of ny life? I have begged him several times to leave. Because before its always me who leaves so end up with unnecessary expenses and just end up returning anyway because I have nowhere to go.

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