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I finally told him DD and I are not going OOT with him

positivelyfourthstreet's picture

It happened on the way to the hardware store. He asked what time we want to leave. I told him we really don't want to go-we would rather stay home and do girly stuff.

He was angry about it but saved his outburst for public display just outside the store. (I could see this coming he likes to force me into submission by humiliating me on public)

He yelled at me, waved his arms screaming fuck it we're going home. I turned to walk away and walk home then he said let's get this done.

The people in the store saw what was going on and weren't too enthused about waiting on us. It was some time before the mgr finally came up to me and mixed my paint for me.

I paid for the paint and waited outside-didn't want to go hunt him down after his outburst.

We drive home and he is yelling about how he has the right to be angry. He might not be around that much and just wants to spend time with his family(trying to lay guilt trip on me and throwing in the cancer card he is a cancer survivor)

I calmly tell him that what he did outside the hardware store is exactly why DD and I aren't going and that all the hard work he did with radiation and chemo will be for nothing if he blows up and has a heart attack.

He then tellse well if I die you'll finally get what you want( another attempted guilt trip we are all just sitting around here waiting for the poor man to die)

If I was really like that I would 't be trying to get a job a d working so hard around here.

I'm not expecting a dime when he goes. He'll probably cut me out. Of everything since I(his words) only see him as a meal ticket and am just waiting for him to die.

We go home and work on our project.

Later he grabs a beer and is going to water the front yard"I'm sure the neighbors think I'm an alcoholic asshole anyway"

Boohoo.

I told him I wouldn't worry because they already think I'm such a lazy bit h I can't even remember to put dinner on the table without him "straightening" my ass out a couple of times a week.

Other than that pretty I eventful.

Love the guilt trips

Really

(Eye roll)

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tabby yabba do's picture

Your DH sounds like a neighbor I have. Like you, the neighbor's DW doesn't appear fearful or express fear of him in any way, and she also doesn't over-react to her husband's outbursts. His outbursts seem to be her "normal." (your previous blogs mention you aren't afraid of him at this time)

I always think my neighbor's wife could do so much better than her current husband. I feel the same for you. ((hugs))

ltman's picture

I used to have a calendar that said "Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them.". It was very funny

positivelyfourthstreet's picture

I did basically tell him that with my heart attack comment.

For months now if we go anywhere I never leave without cab fare and credit cards.

He hollered that HE was going home- threatening to leave me stranded but thought better when he remembered I would just walk home or cab it I guess.

That trick doesn't work anymore.

Last time we went OOT just the two of us I was fully prepared to drop everything and rent a car if the shit got too deep.

positivelyfourthstreet's picture

He has always been like this.

I only just started trying to fight back in the last couple of years.

He started anti anxiety meds a few months back and seemed to be getting halfway reasonable.

Unfortunately he is now only taking 1/4 the reccommended dose so back to usual bullshit.

Too bad. I was almost starting to kind of like him again.

He's always played the hot and cold push me away stuff.

We could have been so good together we both have a lot of skills and if we work together I don't doubt we could accomplish anything.

He will never let anything like this happen though.

He has some weird compulsion to blow it all up.

Dummy.