Peace in Prose
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I never realized how much it parallels my life right now.
I am married, and I ADORE my husband, but things are getting slick. In fact I was so ready to put him out before Thanksgiving. I drawed up an agreement and everything, because i have to be heard, something has to change in this ongoing cycle we have.
He found, I don't know how, a series of emails I had with an old MALE friend... Now I am not good in making friends, and I tend to cling to the trusted and true. But we did have a relationship, a strong one. But the thing is his mother refused to let him date outside his race, get serious. That really cut me, not being too good for someone because and only because the color of my skin. I vowed not to accept less than my worth.
Well ol boy gets back in touch with me and says the unit is going to Iraq, our old unit and they are in my town and maybe I could come by and see them. Went out of his way to find me on a networking site. I was apprehensive, because now I am conditioned to think everyone has a ulterior motive.
So I initially met up, he was my friend first right?! He peppered me with compliments, and before we went any further in the conversation, I discussed with him the feelings I had in the past concerning his mother and how it affected me and how I used that to change my life and i refuse to let someone take what i worked so hard for. He said i made him feel bad and He was not coming at me like that. Friends... I was embarassed yet proud I got that off my chest
Le sigh, the emails, months later I sent him an email apologizing for the "conforntation" and could we be friends again. He was happy to talk to me, from Iraq... then his emails started becoming regretful and progressed to I want to met your son. I get to come home briefly in February. Then the request for pictures... I told him no... think about what you are doing, you are ruining our friendship... Then one day he called me drunk from Qitar, confessing his love for me and I cussed him out and told him not to contact me anymore. It seemed he was more enticed by the danger of the situation than my feels to hold on to him as a friend. Or was I being selfish to think I could have both live harmoniously in my life.
Well, that is not what my husband read from the situation. I even showed him accounts where I went to our counselor and said I felt betrayed from the whole situation and disgusted. So I figure since he cannot trust me to do the right thing, let's separate and reevaluate.
We were coming back home from Thanksgiving break and a horse tractor ran into us. I was trapped in the car dazed. All I coud say is get my son out. Then this eighteen wheeler comes barreling towards the car. it's night and my husband jumps in front of the car with me trapped inside to wave the truck down.
Of course I could not go through with the separation. But after the novelty of the situation wears off, where do I go from here. There are still things that need to change. Advice is welcome, otherwise thanks for reading...
I am married, and I ADORE my husband, but things are getting slick. In fact I was so ready to put him out before Thanksgiving. I drawed up an agreement and everything, because i have to be heard, something has to change in this ongoing cycle we have.
He found, I don't know how, a series of emails I had with an old MALE friend... Now I am not good in making friends, and I tend to cling to the trusted and true. But we did have a relationship, a strong one. But the thing is his mother refused to let him date outside his race, get serious. That really cut me, not being too good for someone because and only because the color of my skin. I vowed not to accept less than my worth.
Well ol boy gets back in touch with me and says the unit is going to Iraq, our old unit and they are in my town and maybe I could come by and see them. Went out of his way to find me on a networking site. I was apprehensive, because now I am conditioned to think everyone has a ulterior motive.
So I initially met up, he was my friend first right?! He peppered me with compliments, and before we went any further in the conversation, I discussed with him the feelings I had in the past concerning his mother and how it affected me and how I used that to change my life and i refuse to let someone take what i worked so hard for. He said i made him feel bad and He was not coming at me like that. Friends... I was embarassed yet proud I got that off my chest
Le sigh, the emails, months later I sent him an email apologizing for the "conforntation" and could we be friends again. He was happy to talk to me, from Iraq... then his emails started becoming regretful and progressed to I want to met your son. I get to come home briefly in February. Then the request for pictures... I told him no... think about what you are doing, you are ruining our friendship... Then one day he called me drunk from Qitar, confessing his love for me and I cussed him out and told him not to contact me anymore. It seemed he was more enticed by the danger of the situation than my feels to hold on to him as a friend. Or was I being selfish to think I could have both live harmoniously in my life.
Well, that is not what my husband read from the situation. I even showed him accounts where I went to our counselor and said I felt betrayed from the whole situation and disgusted. So I figure since he cannot trust me to do the right thing, let's separate and reevaluate.
We were coming back home from Thanksgiving break and a horse tractor ran into us. I was trapped in the car dazed. All I coud say is get my son out. Then this eighteen wheeler comes barreling towards the car. it's night and my husband jumps in front of the car with me trapped inside to wave the truck down.
Of course I could not go through with the separation. But after the novelty of the situation wears off, where do I go from here. There are still things that need to change. Advice is welcome, otherwise thanks for reading...