Hey all hope you are all well! OMG I am so low at the moment, its making me ill! I am so tired and unwell, that I have to force myself to get up in the morning! I am more confused than ever. I am angry at myself, for the life of me I dont understand why I am still here. Yes I love my P, but seriously he is everything I have despised in my life. I am living in a world that is and never has been ME, its uncomfortable, dirty, disgusting, unfair, frightening, stressfull and unhappy. But I am still here! Since our joint therapy, things have just gone down hill, I feel like he is really trying, although the funny thing is that he shows no remorse, no concern, no nothing. I did confront him about the fact that perhaps we need to seek out another therapist who may be better qualified and the result of that was an argument and he refuses to see anyone else and I cant help feeling like its because he feels like she is telling him things that make him feel like there is nothing wrong.. And its all my problem.. See thats not a good thing for someone who likes to be the big man in control of everything so that just makes me the poor little girl who is disturbed because I have issues.. I just dont know what to do, I want to leave but I have no where to go, I thought of going to a womens refuge, but hold on I am not beaten or abused, so how would I explain my position and if I did how would they recieve it, I mean there are women out there who are truly in danger I know cause I have been one of those women in my life but here I am not in danger, I am not abused, I am not treated badly in fact I am treated well to a certain extent. I feel like they would percieve that I am just unhappy in my relationship and just want to run away from it.. So of course they wont give someone who is not in danger a place to stay over somone who could be in true physical danger.. Its amazing that this addiction affects so many aspects of ones life, I mean it takes over and every day living becomes non important anymore, I mean when I met my P his house was like one of those houses you see on tv you know "The most dirties houses", I mean I was shocked not only was it falling down around him structually but dirty, so dirty that he had been living in a room in the garage, cause upstairs was just unimaginable. Wall to Wall porn, smoke butts in the carpet, walls covered in mould, chicken bones on the floors, every pot pan plate and cup covered with mouldy food everywhere, bathroom black with mould and fungas. Wall paper hanging off the walls, it was truly shocking, and I felt sorry for him cause I knew that he was alone for 15yrs before he met me, so I attempted to clean it, although he has a hoarding prob so every time I tried to throw something out all hell broke loose. Even his parents and sister gave up years ago as they would come around and try and clean it for him. Since I have been with him it has become semi livable, I keep clean the areas that I am aloud too that doesnt cause any conflict, but its so uncomfortable, and then there is the problem that he is the laziest person I have ever met in my life, and basically when brought up at the therapy, she in plain words said that he doesnt have a problem, but as I dont like it what could he do to start changing it. We both work but I am the slave in this house, I mean he will be home all day, and I get back from work and he has not moved off the couch still watching dvd's he cant even wash a couple of dishes.. He doesnt even take care of himself, I have to tell him to take a shower, and brush his teeth. I mean most of his teeth have rotted out of his head already and he wants to know why I dont want to kiss him?? This is just not me I have always taken pride in my home, and in myself, I am a clean person tell me is there truly something wrong with that.. I thought that it was just natural to want to look, smell, and be clean. And to have a tidy home so that you dont have to be worried if somone comes over what they are going to think cause your living in a dump.. I just dont know what to do, all I know is that I feel like I am really coming to the point of "there truly is no hope" and that I have been pushed to the point that I just dont care anymore... Its hard when you love someone so much that you can overlook certain things due to the way you feel about them but you know in your heart that certain things you cant overlook are wrong and no matter what you do you realise that you are hitting your head up against a brick wall until you hit your head that bloody hard you are left walking aroung in a daze, with nothing in your mind, heart and soul.
































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