
I feel your sense of sorrow and lonliness and longing.....
I am hugging you....tightly...
if you read the above comment you will see that i had had a bit of a rough one to get him to do something about the brand new one not working...geez
thank you so much for the hug, dear....now about the emails...i can email again if you wish to drop a line, please....and tell me all about it...
I hope the situation improves or the opportunity to move on presents itself. How are your kids doing? How are they with all of that's going on?
But that is all behind me, and God has washed it all clean, but of course my husband still has issues. He said something inside of him snapped to where he could no longer be intimate with me....and it has been two years altho I have surrendered everything to God for over a year now. So we each had problems, we were actually never compatible, but God could have worked it out if we had communication between us and a willingness to truly understand one another's needs and work it out. He has no longer abused me for a very long time, either, and is much more mellow than he was, but it just looks like we will never get it together. We are amiable strangers most of the time, and still do not communicate on a deep level, because he just cannot understand when I say things...thinks some things I think are gross sins and so on..and just wants to fix everything and get it over with instead of just listening...
this is an ongoing thing ever since we got married...he got angry too fast, i did not shut up, he hit me, i ran for comfort to others...vicious circle....and seems never will be resolved...but am trying to wait....to give him his due, he stayed when he could have left; he has never cheated on me....just controlling, completely "for your own good" ...also a bit better now...and temperamental.
He is a South AFrican with different expectations of how a marriage and a woman should be...so it was just bad..always...this story has been told a million times if you look thru all my comments, so I must just try to go on...because I am not inclined to leave...too much like hard work, altho I sometimes cry myself to sleep from sheer loneliness and despair for what could have been and never will be....
and then stay on here till two, three or four, as i am now....
thanks for your concern...just saw that poem and posted it in my mood...to test and see if it would blog...
love