August 24, MondayHe said he was going to get an apartment today and he had an appt at 2pm.
He also stated that his ex had texted him and wanted to come see their son before leaving WS. He told her fine and wanted to know what time she was coming. He said her reply was vague and that she was “waiting on a phone call”. He was in a panic and said he really thought she was “up to something”, otherwise who could she be waiting on to call her.
Not long later he told me that she called him on the phone and he could hear her boyfriend in the background yelling about how no one could believe that he was going to move and leave his son behind to live with “that crazy woman!!” This only increased his anxiety over who she could be waiting on to call her. He asked me if we could please just pretend to be happy and working things out when she came to the house. He kept saying please do this for his son, can we please just be ok to everyone else for his sons sake right now. I told him that I would make sure his son wasn’t in jeopardy and basically just agreed to “play nice”.
By now it was late afternoon, he stated that he just told his ex she could come see him again when it was her weekend to visit with him.
Now it was after 2pm, I had “agreed” to pretend like things were fine and suddenly I felt like I had just been manipulated into the ideal situation.
He was even in a great mood, planning dinner and looking through the kitchen. He said maybe it was when he stopped doing some of the things he used to do that I developed resentment and anger and maybe if he started doing them again that things would get better. I was in shock. I told him that we were way past me being upset over dinner. And that Monday was pizza night. He also changed his relationship status on FB back to married and sent me a friend request. (He had blocked me and changed it to separated a few months ago) I simply ignored it.
It’s black and white. Dr Jeckyl and Mr Hyde. Up or down. I feel like there are two very different people in there.
August 23, Sunday
Woke up at 3am to him moving the baby into her bed in the next room. Didn’t pay any attention until I heard her crying. I got up and asked what he was doing. He stated he wasn’t having her in the bed anymore, HE was sleeping in the bed. So I told him to just hand her to me and I’d lay down wherever just so we could all go back to sleep. I needed to get up in 2 hours and go to work. He refused to hand her to me and told me to go to bed. She was still crying and I asked again for her and he again said no. He went to the rocker with her and at this point I was getting upset. I pleaded with him to just hand her to me so we could all go to sleep, I had to be up in 2 hours to work. He continued to refuse saying she was his daughter too and he wasn’t giving her to me. Also that he wasn’t letting her in the bed anymore. After becoming very upset, I was finally given her and we laid right back down in the bed. She fell right back to sleep. David sat on the side of the bed and just kept asking me why I would be loud and make sure she stayed awake, why didn’t I love him anymore, why did I keep my last husband on the couch for 2 years, ect. Same questions for 2 hours. I begged for that last hour of sleep, but he kept going.
I got up and got ready for work. He was gone when I got out of the shower and when I texted him he was not very forthcoming about letting me go to work. He just kept texting back that we needed to talk, he needed his wife back, that this was more important than my job. This literally went on for 15 more minutes. I kept saying I need to go to work to feed our kids and he’d reply with how this marriage came before my job. (Ummm……no it does not!!)
He finally came up the driveway. As I was leaving he told me what a selfish bitch I was and how he had done nothing but try and I wasn’t doing anything (same thing, new day) He tells me how he’s never loved anyone this much or how he’s never tried to make a relationship work as hard as he has done this time.
I was a mess by the time I got to work and made it through a few hours, but then I saw that he posted that entire mornings exchange on Facebook.
I went to the back room and started crying. A coworker came to the back and asked me what was wrong, I told her what happened and that this had been going on now for a few months. I told her he had started throwing things at me, nothing major at all, but I could see his aggression escalating.