I can't live like this, any more. Bill won't talk to me, we haven't been out, since New Year's Eve and the last time that we went out to dinner, was his birthday, back in February.
The past couple of months have been rough: Mark's drugging and subsequent rehab, job hunting, the twins being born and now my ex is jerking me around, with the alimony. Just when I REALLY need comfort and support, Bill pulls away.
I thought that we had patched things up, last month but I guess not. He comes home from work and starts drinking beer - one right after the other. By the time that we've had dinner and he's showered, he's totally blotto. We haven't made love, in over a month.
My ex has been sending one check, per day. So far, he's sent a total of $105.00. Today was a check for $5.00. I got upset and was ranting a bit (understandable). Because of this, I haven't been able to pay Bill my share of the household expenses, yet. His comment was, "This is jamming me up." My response, "I'm sorry but I'M jammed up, too."
While going out, for a smoke, I shut the screen door a bit forcefully. He said, "Don't you go slamming MY f---in' door." I said, "Fine, I'll just move out."
Anyway, I juggled some numbers and gave him a check, for $200.00. I also gave him my engagement ring and told him that he could get some of his money back. He just took the ring and hasn't said a word to me, since. He's been drinking steadily, since noon and just went out, for another 18-pack. He just brought one home, yesterday. Its sure nice to know that I rank lower than beer.
I'm moving back to the couch, tonight and will start checking on apartments. I can't move until Numbnuts coughs up all of my money, though. Not only am I losing Bill and my home - I won't be able to take the dogs. They can't live in an apartment and I couldn't afford the deposits, anyway. I'll try to take the cats, if I can.
I'm sorry, for going on so long but, I need SOMEBODY to talk to. I can't lay this on Mark or my parents.
The past couple of months have been rough: Mark's drugging and subsequent rehab, job hunting, the twins being born and now my ex is jerking me around, with the alimony. Just when I REALLY need comfort and support, Bill pulls away.
I thought that we had patched things up, last month but I guess not. He comes home from work and starts drinking beer - one right after the other. By the time that we've had dinner and he's showered, he's totally blotto. We haven't made love, in over a month.
My ex has been sending one check, per day. So far, he's sent a total of $105.00. Today was a check for $5.00. I got upset and was ranting a bit (understandable). Because of this, I haven't been able to pay Bill my share of the household expenses, yet. His comment was, "This is jamming me up." My response, "I'm sorry but I'M jammed up, too."
While going out, for a smoke, I shut the screen door a bit forcefully. He said, "Don't you go slamming MY f---in' door." I said, "Fine, I'll just move out."
Anyway, I juggled some numbers and gave him a check, for $200.00. I also gave him my engagement ring and told him that he could get some of his money back. He just took the ring and hasn't said a word to me, since. He's been drinking steadily, since noon and just went out, for another 18-pack. He just brought one home, yesterday. Its sure nice to know that I rank lower than beer.
I'm moving back to the couch, tonight and will start checking on apartments. I can't move until Numbnuts coughs up all of my money, though. Not only am I losing Bill and my home - I won't be able to take the dogs. They can't live in an apartment and I couldn't afford the deposits, anyway. I'll try to take the cats, if I can.
I'm sorry, for going on so long but, I need SOMEBODY to talk to. I can't lay this on Mark or my parents.
