After they left, however, things got a bit hairy. For some reason, Hubby was In A Mood. Not sure why.
The long and short of it is that I spent Christmas night, alone, while he slept on the couch.
Things were no better by morning, and by that night, things were completely out of control.
Hubby flew into a rage. I mean a rage. He was full blown crazy. He punched a huge ass hole into the bedroom wall and left the house, telling me that it was over.
Merry Fuckin' Christmas to me.
He came home the next day. We talked. I still feel...angry. Pissed. No, worse.
I am hurt beyond words.
He has done this to me so many times that I have lost count.
He has ruined the trust that we have built and I feel as though I am (and the kids) expendable as far as he is concerned.
I am just so tired of this. We have been together for more than 7 years and he still has one foot out the door.
I don't know what to do.