I’ve been so angry at him for years, if not months and weeks.
And even though he did some things that usurped my sense of safety and security when it comes to the kids… just suddenly this afternoon, I’m starting to fantasise about… how can we make this work.
I’d rather make it work in a scenario where he is caring. Where he asks about my day and even offers emotional support. That’s in my head around what I’d rather. But he’s not capable of that.
I just wish it didn’t have to be this way, where in the past we were building our little empire, our little stake in the world. But now, he’s not looking after the kids. I’m shouting out for the kids’ sake and he’s using one of our kids as an emotional crutch. That is so wrong.
No no no, he’s not capable of that and there is no turning back.