I am loud, crass, crude and totally lack any social or diplomatic skills when I am angry or excited. Both ends of my emotional spectrum. If I don't get it out of my system, the emotional build up would do me more harm than good.
I have been exercising like crazy and now I am beginning to see some abs and leg definition. I have always liked seeing before and after snaps of people and thought it best to get a "before" picture taken before I truly lost oodles of weight (that wish looks like a reality at the moment).
So after a grueling 10kms on the elliptical and a 40mins weight exercise I asked DH whether he could take a picture of mine. I wanted one taken in a two piece swimming costume. DH was in the living room at the time. After he agreed, I went to my room (next to the living room) and changed into my costume. Then I called out to DH informing him that I was ready. No response. I called out to DH again, this time a bit louder. Not a word, so I raised my volume again. Remember I couldn't get out of my room 'cause my son was upstairs. I must have called DH four times before our Maharajah tells me that he is just shutting down his netbook and that I need not shout. WTF. All the high that I had had from the excitement just died down. I had shouted because I wasn't getting a response from him.
So I just locked my room, changed into my house cloths and didn't let DH into my room despite his constant knocking. After about two minutes I did open the door and he came in to apologize. Frankly speaking I didn't pay any attention to what he was saying. All that I could think of was "this bastard was just incapable of fulfilling even minor wishes of mine." I was crying and he was trying to hug me. Sensing a lack of response from my side, DH walked away.
For the next two days I went about doing my stuff and DH his. I slept in my room and DH in his bedroom. After the two days, I went to him and said something casual, nothing major, to which DH said that I have some mental issues and that I need to sort it out first.
Coming from anyone else I would have taken it, but not from this man. This guy, who actually relies on me completely for his financial security and who does not take on any responsibilities of a householder, how could he talk to me like this? Even otherwise it is difficult for me to respect such a character and to think that I have such a person for a partner and that too one that I have chosen on my own - wow some people (like me) never ever learn in life.
Before we could get deep into the argument, I walked out of DH's bedroom. I've had enough......
I have been exercising like crazy and now I am beginning to see some abs and leg definition. I have always liked seeing before and after snaps of people and thought it best to get a "before" picture taken before I truly lost oodles of weight (that wish looks like a reality at the moment).
So after a grueling 10kms on the elliptical and a 40mins weight exercise I asked DH whether he could take a picture of mine. I wanted one taken in a two piece swimming costume. DH was in the living room at the time. After he agreed, I went to my room (next to the living room) and changed into my costume. Then I called out to DH informing him that I was ready. No response. I called out to DH again, this time a bit louder. Not a word, so I raised my volume again. Remember I couldn't get out of my room 'cause my son was upstairs. I must have called DH four times before our Maharajah tells me that he is just shutting down his netbook and that I need not shout. WTF. All the high that I had had from the excitement just died down. I had shouted because I wasn't getting a response from him.
So I just locked my room, changed into my house cloths and didn't let DH into my room despite his constant knocking. After about two minutes I did open the door and he came in to apologize. Frankly speaking I didn't pay any attention to what he was saying. All that I could think of was "this bastard was just incapable of fulfilling even minor wishes of mine." I was crying and he was trying to hug me. Sensing a lack of response from my side, DH walked away.
For the next two days I went about doing my stuff and DH his. I slept in my room and DH in his bedroom. After the two days, I went to him and said something casual, nothing major, to which DH said that I have some mental issues and that I need to sort it out first.
Coming from anyone else I would have taken it, but not from this man. This guy, who actually relies on me completely for his financial security and who does not take on any responsibilities of a householder, how could he talk to me like this? Even otherwise it is difficult for me to respect such a character and to think that I have such a person for a partner and that too one that I have chosen on my own - wow some people (like me) never ever learn in life.
Before we could get deep into the argument, I walked out of DH's bedroom. I've had enough......
3 comments:
Oh dear. I hope things work out the way you want to soon.
You really need to leave him and make a happy home for yourself and your son.
I feel the same as anonymous. Just leave him and go away with your son. You have a great job, you seem like a type A personality, lots of spunk. Living with a passive guy must be such a strain on you. I feel for ya sister.
If sex is what you miss, then just get registered on a singles site, you will easily fulfil those needs too. Just leave this lazy bum.
Shriya
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