It's all about his job.... Just like it was always all about the Army....
I should have been in bed a long time ago, but I had a feeling that J was going to go for the gold as far as fighting was concerned and I was right! I made a bit of a boo boo and it cost me tonight. We were at HIS bar and his creds (gov't ID) fell out of his jacket. This was after he made a point to announce it to the bar that it they were in there in the first place.
I was wearing his jacket at the time and boy that wasn't a good thing... the waiter returned it to him and the Sh** the fan. He swore at me and belittled me in the restaurant. He told me that were done. I got up, went to the ladies room, composed myself and left. I just walked right out the door. J didn't even notice.
The waiter did and told him. "Your wife just left". "Wife". What a joke. Well, he was a little pissed when he got home (understatement) and told me that when Monday rolls around he's going to a lawyer and getting a divorce. I told him no, that I don't want one. I would like to get counseling. He said all sorts of nasty mean things to me. God, it was horrible. He said that I was one of those soldiers that he couldn't stand that goes into the Army and only stays in for a little while and then gets out on something that is so trivial and collects money and he stayed in for 20 years and he gets the same amount that I get....
He called me a prostitute and a hooker. He balled his fist up and said that he wishes he could hit me. I just keep thinking that if I tell him that I love him over and over that he will open his eyes and realize that if I go this time I won't come back. He really can't keep hurting me like this.
Asperger's doesn't mean I'm crazy....
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