H and I had been making some great progress...communication has been more open, understanding has been more evident. I feel like the past week and a half has been very significant for us.
I was feeling really strong. I took off for a weekend with the girls, got a massage, took time to reflect and focus on me.
H and I met up this weekend to talk about our living situation. I knew that we were not at that point to end our lease at our apt. and move in together. Luckily, we are tenants at will so we can continue our lease or end it as we choose. I felt very confident - i'll tell my H that I'm going to continue living there and we'll see where this process and recent progress takes us.
Spent Sat. night on the porch (at his parent's house - family is on vacation) and had some really good conversation. Talked about the living situation, about us...was feeling ok.
At the end of the night, i leaned over to be closer to H and gave him a half hug...and H didn't budge, seemed almost to freeze rather. The man cannot even HUG me. And that tore me to shreds.
I stayed the night and just tossed and turned all night long. I woke up an emotional wreck - feeling those old feelings back, rejected, betrayed, worthless, unattractive - he can't even HUG me. URGH. And all that great conversation, that progress we had been making, seemed to vanish and i turned into a pleading, needy woman... bawling my eyes out to my H who couldn't return anything except blank stares at the rug.
I cried for much of the morning and all the way on my ride home...over a hug.
And i hate all of this. I hate how i can feel so strong one moment and how H has the ability to turn me into a crumbling fool. I hate everything he has put me through --that i crave his love and touch so much and he continues to deprive me of what i need.
I'm home again now...and I feel drained, i feel foolish, i feel out of control again. I feel like i have taken 5 steps back from where i was and its so frustrating!!!!!!!!!!!!
