My husband has been going and coming for the past couple of years. Just thursday night he called me and begged me to talk to him. We ended up talking with each other for 5 hours..texting back and forth. He was saying all the things I wanted to hear...like he wants to be with me and our kids and how he misses me. He wanted to come by and see me. I told him not to come if he was not plannning on staying for good. No in and out no more. He came we kissed..and so forth. Then yesterday he wanted to go out with the fellas. Well I told him that he has been living with these guys for the past couple months. We haven't gone out as husband and wife..can we spend time with each other. He said that since I threw him the guilt trip..I guess. He however acted like he didn't want to. Whem leaving he remembered that I had to go to a baby shower...he said why am I not going...I told him because I wanted to spend time with you. He said this is exactly what I hate..you are losing yourself. Go to the shower...I am not going anywhere...we don't have to go out. I told him that I wanted to spend time with him..not go to the shower. He got mad at me..we ended up in an argument..he shut down on me and won't talk to me. And now tonight..he's gone again. He isn't coming home. Why is he doing this to us? I feel like as soon as we get in an argument...he will leave and not come back. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I believe him? Why does he have to leave? Am I being stupid? How should I handle him the next time he comes to me...telling me all the things I want to hear? This happens every couple weeks. Would it be right to ignore his calls?
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