I can spectacularly recommend NOT spending it with a Cabernet/Syrah blend Hangover.
But let me tell you why.
A week ago today, my bf and I had a "thing". Not a fight. Not an argument. Not a single harsh word expressed, no hidden agenda's or meanings. Just a thing. Just a hot button topic - for both - that hit me wrong on that day.
Yes - the whore. Who is still.... no more.
But none the less - a hot button topic because she won't let go. Constant calling and emailing. With no response until now. He took the call to tell her "stop and leave me be".
And seriously - I knew it. I told him I knew he had talked to her because he was different. Not better, not worse - just different.
It didn't go that way. It didn't go well for her at all. Harsh words were exchanged and the potential for further ugliness exists for Friday night at his gig. He asked me, for this week only, not to come.
When I asked him what he wants out of all of this, the only thing he said was, an apology for using his heart for batting practice.
I don't know about you, ladies, but when breaking up, an apology for any heart pain, past or future usually accompanies it. So the fact that she did not offer up one that was memorable ennough for him ( and ladies - he's sensitive - he takes that stuff personally) has him hurt.
I asked him if he can let it go and he told me "She has nothing whatsoever to do with us. We are OK - I just need the final closure. Please don't come on Friday. I would rather you not be a part of it"
I only said that I'm sorry she hurt him so badly and from that point on, we were on the path back to normal after a week of tension.
I knew he was feeling better too because he was more affectionate in the normal ways, he mentioned my hair and how nice it looked.... all the little things that had been missing for a week though both of us were trying hard NOT to let it interfere and sit between us.
It occurred to me, after speaking with Ms. Jackson over the weekend, that depression really does do strange things to people. I am not responsible for the depression and it's not being taken out on me specifically. I am not sure much can be done till there is a major and significant change in his family situation. This is the bad that goes with the good. The good is amazing so I can handle this....
He's learning about me too. That when I have a bad day at work, there is very big possibility that I am going to be over sensitive to criticism and corrections. Because at work, I am routinely treated like an incompetent idiot. We had some discussion about that last night too.
It's a learning process. Really.
Bringing me back to the beginnning. This situation or learning experience caused us both to drink more than normal but only as the release when it was all over. I don't normally even drink during the week to start with. Consequently, both of us have hangovers that are kicking us around this Halloween.
Whenever I ask myself how I ended up in a situation where I am battling a ghost and if it's worth it I think about the fact that if this hadn't started while she was still in the picture, he wouldn't know what a good thing he had to in his life. That's what finally pushed him into getting rid of her. He had a taste of someone who loves him and puts him first ( or second but definitely in the top 3). He fought to keep me in his life to start with and I don't take that for granted. So a little patience on my part is OK.
I feel so much better now, despite the hangover. I will suffer through the kids that will come here, I will laugh and compliment their costumes. I will hand out the candy I bought and smile.
Because though he just left, he'll be back later.
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