birthdayboy
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- Aug 23, 2024
- 36
At some point, my husband became unbearably cruel. He's not physical abusive, but the lashing out, yelling, throwing and breaking things, belittling, insults, and other forms of emotional harm have become too much to bear. It's nonstop.
I've lost all my friends irl because he gets outrageously jealous of me spending time with anyone else. I thought I was on track at one point because I found a friend he seemed to like (he hates most people), but then he suddenly became hateful about him too and I had to cut him off.
I've been 100% faithful to him since the moment we were together, and while there have been moments I said and did things that were wrong, I always apologized and did whatever I could to make up for it, but it was never enough. He holds grudges perpetually. He used to love my mom, but he's hated her since he got into an argument with her about ice cream in 2017, and he's hated her ever since and frequently brings up how much he hates her.
And meanwhile, he's done some horrible things to me. He cheated on me with my brother. He's destroyed so many things when he's been drunk. But man, I move on and I forgive because holding hate isn't worthwhile, y'know?
This morning, I saw the kitchen counter needed to be cleaned, so I wiped it with a paper towel, and in the process I moved his THC vape to the other side of the counter, still in plain sight, but he got so angry that he took the air fryer and rice cooker out of the kitchen and put them somewhere. Maybe he threw them away. He often gets angry and throws random things in the trash or breaks them. He even threatened to have our dogs put down one time. Anything that will upset and hurt me. Why is this way?
So I'm gay and my first attempt was after trying to date a woman who was my closest friend at one time and realizing that would never work for me. I had a pistol up to my head and I often regret not just doing it.
So I'm not spiritual or religious really, but it's so odd that I ran into her today after 20+ years of not talking to her, and she started talking to me just like we did when we were friends. And then I think she could tell something was different about me because I could tell the same tone of voice and body language she used to use. She could read me like a book. And at one point she got really serious, and was like "So how are things going with you, [birthdayboy]" and I tried to give a polite answer that would be expected, but I really think she knew.
And again, not spiritual, but it's so interesting she appeared the day after I finally finished a plan to CTB that satisfies me. I just have to get through like 6 more months because I need it to be nice weather. So it felt like the universe giving its seal of approval.
And honestly the best thing that ever happens to me is when I sleep and there's just nothing, and it really landed for me that that's how it will be. My consciousness will just be gone, and I have no reason to fear that.
But if not for the abuse, I think I'd be doing alright at this point. It's just I can't bring myself to leave him, and I can't go on living like this. I think it's even harder for me that I'm also demisexual queer and gay because I feel like just a normal person would just move on, but that's not possible for me.
I've lost all my friends irl because he gets outrageously jealous of me spending time with anyone else. I thought I was on track at one point because I found a friend he seemed to like (he hates most people), but then he suddenly became hateful about him too and I had to cut him off.
I've been 100% faithful to him since the moment we were together, and while there have been moments I said and did things that were wrong, I always apologized and did whatever I could to make up for it, but it was never enough. He holds grudges perpetually. He used to love my mom, but he's hated her since he got into an argument with her about ice cream in 2017, and he's hated her ever since and frequently brings up how much he hates her.
And meanwhile, he's done some horrible things to me. He cheated on me with my brother. He's destroyed so many things when he's been drunk. But man, I move on and I forgive because holding hate isn't worthwhile, y'know?
This morning, I saw the kitchen counter needed to be cleaned, so I wiped it with a paper towel, and in the process I moved his THC vape to the other side of the counter, still in plain sight, but he got so angry that he took the air fryer and rice cooker out of the kitchen and put them somewhere. Maybe he threw them away. He often gets angry and throws random things in the trash or breaks them. He even threatened to have our dogs put down one time. Anything that will upset and hurt me. Why is this way?
So I'm gay and my first attempt was after trying to date a woman who was my closest friend at one time and realizing that would never work for me. I had a pistol up to my head and I often regret not just doing it.
So I'm not spiritual or religious really, but it's so odd that I ran into her today after 20+ years of not talking to her, and she started talking to me just like we did when we were friends. And then I think she could tell something was different about me because I could tell the same tone of voice and body language she used to use. She could read me like a book. And at one point she got really serious, and was like "So how are things going with you, [birthdayboy]" and I tried to give a polite answer that would be expected, but I really think she knew.
And again, not spiritual, but it's so interesting she appeared the day after I finally finished a plan to CTB that satisfies me. I just have to get through like 6 more months because I need it to be nice weather. So it felt like the universe giving its seal of approval.
And honestly the best thing that ever happens to me is when I sleep and there's just nothing, and it really landed for me that that's how it will be. My consciousness will just be gone, and I have no reason to fear that.
But if not for the abuse, I think I'd be doing alright at this point. It's just I can't bring myself to leave him, and I can't go on living like this. I think it's even harder for me that I'm also demisexual queer and gay because I feel like just a normal person would just move on, but that's not possible for me.