Sunday, September 23, 2012

Defending Me

Rough days are bound to happen, but never did I imagine I would want to end it all over one bad day. Never did I think I would be willing to just say, goodbye and not look back. Now, the rational part of me, didnt allow such feelings to get the best of me and take over, but the battle was ragging inside. 

Last week, I asked Husband if he would go see a new movie with me. He didn't really want to see the movie I had picked because he really doesn't like scary movies and he suggested I ask one of his lifetime friends. So, I did. His friend and I planned to go on Thursday evening a couple weeks ago and I arrived way too early (since I came my individual counseling session) and I let him know I had arrived and was at the resteraunt and if he wanted to come early and get a meal, then I am here. No response, then i let him know I had his ticket and was waiting in the lobby 30 min before the show. Again, no response. I then asked if we were still on for the movie, and again no response. I didn't know what to think. I text him 5 min before the movie stated and let him know he was going to to have to get his own ticket since I have gone inside the theater. Still nothing. I saw the movie alone. I didn't really mind that part as much as I felt completely stood up. I texted Husband through out the process and he also texted his friend and nothing in response. I was really upset that I would drive all the way to vancouver and wait a couple hours just to be stood up. I was really bugged about it. The next morning he texted both Husband and I saying he hurt himself at the gym and took some pain medication and laid down and fell asleep and didn't wake up till morning. 

Yesterday Husband and I were planning our day and we decided to go see a movie. I asked Husband to text his lifetime friend and say, "want to make it up to Wife and go see a movie @ 2:30 today?" Husband thought this was  great idea and when I asked him what he sent to his friend he responded, "want to go see a movie today at 2:30?" I instantly feel like he didn't care that his friend stood me up and I was sad in that moment that he wouldn't stand up for me and call his friend out on his mistake. Yes, the reason he didn't come to the movie was a good reason, and even one that isn't a big deal but I didn't feel emotionally loved in that moment. So, I asked Husband in that moment, why didn't you ask him about making it up to me? He didn't have a response. Then I asked, when he said he was sorry for not making it and that he slept right through, what was your response? "nothing, I was frustrated with him that he stood you up and I didn't want to respond angry." I then really wanted to know what he meant by that because he has REARILY responded badly out of a sin place to ANYONE. In fact, I can't even think of a time he has EVER responded badly. I asked, Has there been a time when you have defended me to someone else? He said, "when we were walking to Andy and bax yesterday I saw a guy who looked shardy and I got between you and him so he coudln't hurt you." I then explained that wasn't defending but physically protecting. He agreed. Then I asked him, can you give me an example of when you have responded badly/out of a sin place? "yeah, when we were having a conflict in the car and I started punching the dash board." I then thought, that isn't an emotional response, that was a physical response. I then asked him again, has there been a time that you have emotionally/verbally responded to a situation that was out of sin? He couldn't think of one, so I then asked an even more probing question, do you think you don't respond verbally because you odn't want to cause conflict? He said no. I disagreed and shared with him a situation when it was even more important for him to protect me and defend me verbally and he didn't.

This was 2 months ago when his sister was in the hospital having her second child. Husband and I had arranged to borrow his mothers car a few days before megan went to labor and I called her that Saturday to reconfirm (which was also 2 days after the birth). I made small talk about the new baby and how happy she must be to have another grand-baby. I then reminded her about the car and our plan to go tubing and wanted to make sure that we could still use her car. She said, "I have to be honest with you, it's not appropriate for you to call me and ask to borrow MY car when you have not made time to go see MY new grand-baby. You and Husband need to make it a priority to go see megan and the baby while they are in the hospital. Megan is also very upset about you guys not coming to the hospital yesterday and went out with your friends instead. So, No you can not borrow MY car till you go see MY grandbaby. I can not be apart of your decision to go tubing and not go see MY grand-baby." she was crying and I was so hurt. I responded, "I can see where you are coming from but Husband and I are in the car right now on our way to fred meyer to get some things for them at the hospital. Yesterday we already had plans to go to a dear friends birthday party - in which they bought everyone tickets to see the dark night - we couldn't cancel. You have offended me and I am hut, and I cannot continue to talk with you. I need to hang up. I love you. Good bye" click. She attempted to call me 3 or 4 more time, I didn't answer or response. She even called Husband and he didn't answer. I was crying and mad at how manipulated I felt and husband said he understood and didn't say much else. When we arrived at the hospital Megan said her mom call her and told her she set me straight about going to the hospital and megan told he me she was sorry and that she wasn't upset with us at all about anything. She did want us to come see her but she also understood that we would come when we had time. She knew we would make it a priority. I started to cry and told her she is a priority and we wouldn't miss this precious moment. Their mom then also called just a few minuets into us being at the hospital and asked to talk with me, Husband said he would talk to her. I couldn't hear what she was saying but Husband said she was crying and that she just loves megan and us so much that she was hurt for megan and our lack of attention to this precious moment in the family. Husband pacified her and said, I understand mom, we love you. Everything is ok, don't worry. We love you. Its all going to be ok, we love you.... and on and on and on. At no point did he stand up for me and say anything about how we are adults and its not ok for her to manipulate us, and she is wrong and she hurt me.... nothing. He just calmed her down, told he its ok (which it wasn't) and told her we loved her. I didn't think anything of it because this is how it has always been with her. She is always doing things like this to control situations in the family and try to make us feel guilty for not dropping everything to come be with them or the family - when they dont' plan more then 48 hours in advance for things. 

After explaining/reminding Husband of the this situation, I asked him, How did you defend me to your mother? He said, I don't know. 

I said, I was hurt that I don't feel he defends me and he didn't say anything, I would even bet you don't because you think I can handle it on my own but that isn't the point, I need you to show me that you love me by protecting me. Would Jesus protect his church? I could tell he just wanted the conversation to be over.

I said, one last thing, "You care more about how you look to others and protecting yourself/imagine, then you do about defending me."

After about 15 min of silence. He asked me, What is going on in your head?

I half smiled and said, I was just thinking about how we just talked and I am happy that I was able to communicate with you about how I was feeling and I didn't respond out a sinful angry place. Wouldn't you agree? 
Husband: Yeah, i would say you almost let it get away from you at times. 
Me: Almost?!?!? Really? I almost sinned? Is that what you are saying? 
Husband: Well, you did get upset and angry a couple times, but you reigned it in. 
Me: Right... so why couldn't you agree with me? I didn't sin, which is what I was semi-happy about - that I was able to communicate a hurt and not yell and scream.
Husband: yeah, but you almost did. 
Me: Wow.... I can't talk to you about this anymore.

We sat quietly in the car the rest of the way. Does he have a "level of almost sinned" scale and I got to close so I might as well have? I was unable to shake the feelings I was having the rest of the day. I wanted to just leave and walk out and take some time to myself but couldn't. We have one car and he didn't want to let me out of his sight... not sure why, other then what he told me, "I just love you and want to be with you." I didn't feel like love. I felt smothered!! I texted andrea to see what she was doing and she explained she was watching a mutual friends baby and invited me to come along. I accepted and got some time. I explained ALL of this to Andrea and she was so tender and sweet. She understood where I was coming from and even expressed I had a right to be upset. It was nice to hear that I was "right" but even more so felt good that someone understood my hurt. 

The rest of the day, I didn't even want to look at Husband and even now, really just want to get some space. Its not that I don't want to be with him, I just want him to see that its hurtful that he doesn't defend or protect me emotionally and it communicates to me that I don't matter. 

I went to bed that night exhausted and didn't want to be touched or snuggled. We usually talk for a couple hours before we fall asleep and I didn't say a word. He even asked if he could put his arm around me and I siad, "Yeah" but wanted to say no. I was beyond annoyed and hurt. This morning I wanted to get up and leave him in bed still sleeping so we didn't have to talk or snuggle - still don't want to talk to him about any of this because yesterday proved UNPRODUCTIVE in me sharing my feelings. He will always see he is right unless someone else explains it to him that he isn't being fair or "right". I wanted to call our counselor that night and say, Can we meet today? But I didn't feel I should because it wasn't as urgent as I was making it. 

Now, I sit here... wishing that processing through writing would help and its not. :-( 
I still want to run. 
I still don't want to talk to him. 
I still don't want him to touch me. 
I still don't want to talk to Jesus about it. 
Oy.

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