Cookin’

I’m writing from work. I’m cooking tonight so I do r have to babysit the drinkers. I’m grateful as I am in a foul mood.

Things with Him have gotten so bad. I ended up sleeping at a friend’s house, crying myself to sleep in a strange place.

It started when I met him for dinner after fighting on and off all day. I upset him by a “snarky” comment (example: anything I say) and he asked me to leave the restaurant. I did. Once we met at home, he railed into me. He said many personal and hurtful things to me. He threatened separation and divorce. He said we were incompatible.

I returned home at 7 in the morning, and we sat on the couch. He told me he didn’t want to break up and that he would go to marriage counseling. This is the first time he’s ever agreed to it , so I will be doing everything in my power to make this happen.

I slept a little after our short morning talk, then I upset him again when I woke up. Another “snarky” comment. I feel I do absolutely nothing right.

I am grateful to be at work and around people who are kind to me.