Tonight is my first night back at home. I have spent the last week and a half living with friends.
Honey and I had a fight. He hit me once to get my attention. He hit me again when I got "hysterical" to calm me down. He hit me a third time when that didn't work.
I threw on some clothes (thankfully) grabbed my purse and left. He chased me down the street, tried to stop me, but didn't touch me again. I was able to cross the street and get away.
I spent the night on a co-workers couch. My boss put me up the next night. He also accompanied me (with another big, burly friend) to my apartment to pick up some stuff.
Honey was distraught, had been sick about what had happened, couldn't sleep. But was himself again, so I let the body guards go. We talked for about an hour. I was NOT coming home while he was still there. I got socks, undies and my meds and went to stay with other friends until he could get himself together enough to get out of town.
We have talked a few times, made arrangements about our stuff, figured out the "game plan".
He left today, and I am at home with my cat again. It feels really wierd to be here without him, but I WILL NOT PUT MYSELF THROUGH THAT AGAIN!
I will help him get settled elsewhere, as best as I can, but I have to get on with my life.
He has Brain Injury from menningitis, and has been known to fly into rages. They had never been directed at me before. He is on disability because of this. We have had a happy relationship.
But I couldn't chew solid food for a week!
Because of his disability, he will only get worse, more unpredictible. Because he has hit me once, he may hit me again.
I still love him, but I deserve better than that.
I have cried myself to sleep every night since, but he is gone now, and I will be better for this.
Now I am home again, and I will work on getting myself and my life back together.
Just needed to rant.
Please send positive thoughts in my direction. I can use all the help I can get!
Marilyn
