ARRRRGH!

Ok here goes.

Last week I decided that counselling was the only option, if he doesn't agree, he's gone. Foot down, mind set.

Well Friday came, and leaving the pub he said to settle up the tab. So I got up to do so and he walked out the door. After settling I tried to confront him to say that I felt a little offended that he didn’t wait for me….so along the way the dog stopped for a pee and I kept walking. He said to stop for the dog, my response was that the dog has done this before and that he will catch up. So the husband grabbed my purse and wouldn’t let go, I tried to pull free and told him to let go. He didn’t so I yelled at him for it…it was mine and he had no right to grab it. So as I pulled free he went to grab my arm to stop me from walking farther away, I yanked free of him and shouted at him that he shouldn’t grab me and pull me. My body, my rights! I said I didn’t want to walk home with someone like that , and that I would call a cab or get a ride from a friend close by.

So I did call a friend, and he did take me home…. argument continued, and the accusing of me not doing housework came up. I told him straight that I’m the only one that does it and the few things I have asked him to do he doesn’t do. I told him I didn’t want to talk to him that night, and the conversation was over.

In the morning he asked if we really needed to talk about the situation…I said DUH yes. Pick up your feet around here or else! I haven’t given up yet, but I’m really close!

The rest of the weekend went really well, but I’m calling the counsellor this week to book for Feb. once I get paid. No ifs, ands, or buts!!!!

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