Oh, what a night and day! Last night, my husband and I got
into an argument. I was sitting in the bed watching TV and he was doing
something on the laptop in the bed by me. Around 11pm, I started asking him to
get off of the laptop and lay me down so I could go to sleep. By that time, he
was just watching YouTube videos; he was ignoring me and I hate when he does
that. At 1130, I tapped him on his
shoulder just to ask him when he was going to lay me down, he got mad and
rolled the laptop in the living room and started to say something “forget it,
this is…….” He didn’t finish. When he came back in the bedroom, I asked what’s wrong,
why did he get mad. He said I wouldn’t stop nagging him, I told him I just
wanted for him to get off of the laptop so we could go to sleep and I needed
him to lie me down. He asked what are the differences between him watching TV
until 12 or 1230 and if he’s on the laptop. I told him that he doesn’t want me
to go there. See, I don’t trust him at all being online when I’m not there with
him because he cheated on me online; he went to meet people from online three
times leaving me with mom when we were staying with her.
Today, I went to spend the day with mom because she is having
a surgery on her foot on Friday and she will not be able to lift me for a
month. When she got here to get me, she could see that I was upset. She got me
to tell me about the argument which made me more emotional. When we got at her
house, she gave me a feeding, she moved the syringe around making me nervous and
it fall out and junk spilled on my clothes. I told her in a harsh way, give me
just water; she said but I need food. I hate when people think that junk as
food because I like to eat real food. I started crying from being so emotional
about last night so every little thing got to me. Now, I feel bad about being
an emotional mess with mom. She hugged me a lot and I didn’t feel like hugging
her, I just wanted to be alone. Now, I feel awful that I didn’t hug her at least
once today.
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