Saturday, February 8, 2014
And That Is When the Fight Started...
#bluemonday. Apparently,
January 6th was the most depressing day of 2014. I think the media says that
mostly because it’s the end of vacation and everybody has to go back to their
regular lives – the party’s over and the holiday bills are due. January was an
anniversary for us. And that is when the fight started....

"Stuff (stuff) stack it on stack it on up. (Stuff) never
gonna ever get enough (stuff). Oh it's treasure till it's mine then it
ain't worth a dime. It's stuff (stuff) spreading like weeds. --Diamond Rio, 'Stuff'
While resentment is
bubbling to the surface, he is stagnant in the truck yard. He has sleep apnea
and new governmental regulations require him to use a CPAP or he is not
eligible to drive. No breathee, no drivee. Since he is noncompliant, his doctor grounded him in the yard to 'prove' he will use the
machine. I am angry he thought he could bluster and bullshit his way
around the doctor's orders. He has not contributed financially in any
meaningful or consistent way for a year. I want him to do what is required to
keep him on the road—earning. And that is when the fight started…
"Him:
Then dammit!!!! Work WITH me on this and STOP being so selfish and petty!!!!
Me: Why is it when I want something other than your wants I am selfish and petty?
Him: Because most times, when you act out like this, YOU ARE. You forget all about my needs. No compromising with you when you do that. I do what I can to keep you going. You do what you can to stop me or beat me down.
Me: Why is it when I want something other than your wants I am selfish and petty?
Him: Because most times, when you act out like this, YOU ARE. You forget all about my needs. No compromising with you when you do that. I do what I can to keep you going. You do what you can to stop me or beat me down.
People with OCPD have
black-or-white thinking. They are usually convinced (and convincing) that they are
Right and everyone else is Wrong, about Anything and Everything. I've learned if he feels good, then I am the ‘Good
Wifey’. If he experiences frustration, agitation, disappointment,
embarrassment, anxiety, fear, suspicion, helplessness, dismay, resentfulness,
he explodes with anger, then I'm 'bad' or his ultimate in labels--Selfish and
Petty. Compromise means doing things his way.
"And I still find it so hard. To say what I need to say. But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me. Just how I should feel today. --New Order. 'Blue Monday'
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