Posts Tagged ‘verbal abuse’
The effects on a child
Posted July 24, 2012
on:My children are dramatically affected by my husband’s anger and aggression, there’s no doubt about it. I’ve tried talking to him and I’ve tried telling him the little comments the kids make but all it does is offend him, then he feels attacked and things just get worse and worse.
Last night me and the kids were sitting and watching a movie. The garage door opens as my husband is getting home from work. My nine year old says “mommy, I’m scared”. I said “of what Bud?”. He says “that daddys going to yell at me about something”. I don’t even know how to respond to that. So, I told him to put his shoes on and we could go to the store together.
When we left the store we buckled our seat belts and I said “are you ready Bud?” he said “no, not really.”. I said “why not?”. He answered “because Daddy is just going to be yelling at people.” I wanted to validate what he was saying so I said “I know Bud.” and he said “I wish daddy was the first person to go to bed every night.”
The thing I find the most sad is that at nine years old my son should be idolizing his daddy. He should want to hang with him constantly and instead he is afraid and doesn’t want to be around him. Soon he will be a teenager and these formidable years will be over. Soon my husband will lose all opportunities to bond with my son, and it will be his loss.
I will continue to try to diffuse as much as I can, even when I become the target of his assaults. I will continue to try and give my kids the environment for them to be silly and funny and be whatever they want in life. I will continue to try and be the best mom I can be.
The simplest things
Posted July 23, 2012
on:The simplest of things are the biggest issues around our house of dysfunction.
Yesterday I decided to clean out the refrigerator and throw out a bunch of crap. We had three packages of tortillas that had been in the refrigerator for at least three weeks. They felt a little hard to me even though they were still sealed, however, since I don’t use them I went to my husband and said “hey, are the tortillas in the fridge still good or should I throw them out?”. He answers “nah, those have been in there a while just toss them.”. I threw them away accordingly.
About an hour later all hell breaks loose because I threw the tortillas out. He tells me how stupid I am, how I should use my head, and how next time he will just plug in the shredder and shred his money. This went on and on for over an hour. It was so ridiculous. To be called out of my name over some tortillas, really? Is this what my life has come to? An endless tirade of verbal and emotional abuse.
This is so embarrassing. I never really tell people how bad it is at my house because who would ever believe it? It’s the kind of abuse that people hide because they are more ashamed than anything.
I daydream about the time when I won’t have to feel his wrath on a daily basis. I dream of the day when I can be myself and make mistakes without being told what a fucking idiot or moron I am. I dream of the day where my kids aren’t being screamed at or belittled or stood over and threatened.
I’m taking little steps. Yesterday I threw out a ton of papers and some old Tupperware, etc. I’m trying I throw away small quantities at a time so that he doesn’t notice. Less junk to move is my priority so that when I have enough to get out, I’ll have less to move and less reminders of him and this life.
Thursday night i have an appointment to meet with someone to discuss the divorce, what I can expect, what I can claim, etc. I need an idea of how much support, if any, he would have to pay me for the kids so I can plan accordingly.
Beginning to think he is delusional
Posted June 18, 2012
on:My marriage is a miserable mess. He doesn’t like me and I don’t like him. He’s told me point blank that no matter what I do, he will never be happy.
This weekend he called me selfish, stupid, an idiot and a baby. I never respond to the name calling because it just instigates more drama.
Anyhow, I was watching Tough Love on VH1. It’s one of the only shows we both watch because we have NOTHING in common. Anyhow, the one girl has been on nine dates with a guy and was pressuring him about marriage (she is deemed Ms. Ticking Timeclock on the show) and he made a comment in passing by. I said “when you and I first met, we were madly in love and it STILL took you eight years to ask.” He got instantly angry and when I asked him what the issue was he said “I don’t see the problem” as in he doesn’t see what’s wrong with our marriage. He has got to be fucking kidding me?
Statements like that only feed my anger. Statements like that make me like him even less, if that is possible. Is he that selfish and out of touch to think that ignoring your wife, refusing to do anything as a family and verbally abusing her equals a “normal” marriage? He makes me sick… sicker than sick.
I just can’t fathom how someone can be so wrapped up in themselves that they can’t see anything going on around them. That you can downgrade, disrespect and verbally attack someone on a daily basis and think your marriage is “fine.” Maybe I am the crazy one… who knows. Maybe our marriage is “fine” and I am looking for the silver lining that doesn’t exist?
Counseling starts on the 26th…. bring it on!
The land of the crazies
Posted June 13, 2012
on:It’s official, I have joined the land of the crazies and made an appointment for counseling.
I want to talk about how he has beaten me down, how he has embedded my mind with so much negativity, how he has completely altered me as a person.
At the same time I’m so afraid the counselor will tell me I’m crazy or try and put me on meds. I’m afraid everything he has said about me is true. I’m afraid I’m really NOT the good person i think I am and I really AM the good-for-nothing-piece-of-shit he says I am.
I want a divorce so badly but I’m scared to be alone. My kids and I need a stable and peaceful life without the yelling and the mental and emotion and verbal abuse. I NEED to get away from him but don’t really know how. Doesn’t that sound so stupid? Even typing it feels stupid.
I hope to learn how I could possibly love someone who has represented so much pain in my life. I hope to learn coping skills on how to force the future I want for me and my kids.
It’s been twenty years and I just don’t know how to walk away as much as I want and need to.