Im tired at the moment,
Im tired of trying to work out what is going on with my husband. We are on week 4 of horrific mood swings, tantrums, tiptoeing around the house, holding my breath when anyone comes over in case he is not happy.
Im wondering when i get my happy? My peace? It seems that right now peace is just a word to me. I dont know what it means. I fear that i will never know.
Before anyone asks…yes, i have tried to talk to him. I am being a drama queen, im trying to have a D&M…for gods sake. I started laughing in the kitchen tonight after that one. We barely speak, unless it is something he wants to say…a D&M? What an absolute joke. He asked me what i was laughing at. I said ‘us’. Because it is so pathetic it is laughable. Ive never felt so unhappy as i do right now. I dont know what to do. He wont speak to me, unless its fishing or football. Was it always this way and i never noticed because i was gambling? No wonder i gambled, who wants to live like i do…..not me.
Kathryn xxx
To live, that would be a great adventure – Peter Pan
