I haven’t been able to bring myself to write recently. My husband read my blog. He admitted it as soon as I got home. He told me that previously he’d searched for it but couldn’t find it and on this particular day he happened to stumble upon it. Surprisingly (for me at least) I wasn’t angry. I was a bit worried about his reaction but then again, he shouldn’t have read it, should he? But he was really upbeat. I’m still undecided as to whether he was faking it or not. But either way, its made me hesitant to post again.
Yesterday was our anniversary. Three years – not very long when you consider all the crap I’ve been through. But I’m still proud of us. There were quite a few moments where I really thought we weren’t going to make it. We went away for three days. It was great. No fighting, no computers, no TV. Just us. We bonded again.
The negativity seemed to engulf us as soon as we walked back into our apartment. But I’m trying hard not to let it get to me. Today seems to be going better so I’m hanging onto that.
I’ve also asked my husband to stop drinking. Maybe not permanently but for a while at least. Its just too much when he’s drunk and he doesn’t know when to stop. I appreciate how he took my request and I hope it lasts. I don’t know that I’ll ever stop having faith in him. He is a truly wonderful husband most of the time. I am lucky at those times.