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My marriage is dying daily. Funny thing is, it's all so polite and calm. None of the kicking and screaming and gasping for air that you would expect. A nineteen year marriage is ever so slowly, peacefully slipping away with nothing but silent tears to mourn its passing. How can this be?
I got married at 16. Hubby was 19. I didn't know I had married an alcoholic! I didn't even know he drank, and we had been going out for three years. Hubby bought alcohol the first night we were married and the abuse began. He wasn't physically abusive, but oh he was verbally and emotionally abusive and neglectful. But, no matter how bad it got, it still wasn't as bad as my family of origin.
I coped by becoming a martyr. I was a damn good one too! I became the perfect wife and the supermommy. ( I had my first child at age 20.) I was so good, an excellent housewife, and a devoted Christian homeschooling mother.
All of this worked very well UNTIL HUBBY QUIT DRINKING. Suddenly, he was the bad one that needed to get his act together anymore. He became responsible, available, dependable, and I lost my role. Now, he began wanting to see changes in me. This, along with many other things, led to my breakdown. I spent a month in the mental hospital where I was diagnosed with bipolar and major depressive disorder.
When I came out of the hospital, hubby's demands changed. Now he just wanted me to make it through the day. He treated me with kid gloves for a year during which time I learned to depend on everyone else for help. Due to the medications, I also started gaining weight like crazy.
In the past year, Hubby has decided it's time for me to get off my a** and get my life back together. He hates the weak, dependent, fat (333 lb.) person I've become. He has pushes me really hard this past year to no avail.
You see, I don't want to be supermom anymore! That's fine with him and he understands that but I've got to get back to a normal level of operation ...housecleaning, meals, taking care of kids, etc. I'm so depressed with being at home alone while the kids are at school that I sleep all day....NOT GOOD!
So, I've decided to go to school. I'm excited, I'm scared to death, I'm so nervous I wish January 18th would just get here before I back out. This is a major undertaking and no one is going to be able to do it for me. I'm on my own as far as schoolwork is concerned.
My family is very supportive and my 16 year old bought me makeup and hair curlers for Xmas to encourage me to look nice for class. They are willing to help out around the house if they know that I am busy with school instead of sleeping all day.
I'm praying that going to school will help me gain the independence and self growth I need in order to save a marriage in trouble.