So it’s 18:53 on a Saturday night, all my washing is done, uniforms all sorted for Monday morning. Teas all eaten and everything is cleaned up. I’m sat (not) watching the tele, my youngest, my cheekiest is eating my arm like a zombie, while the other two are playing on the PS5 upstairs.
Today is the first day in over about two weeks iv actually felt any energy to do anything. The washing was piling so high we are struggling for clean clothes, while there were piles of clean clothes stacked on the stairs. On the floor in the kids room, I just didn’t have the energy to do any of it. It’s done now, thankfully! I’m sat all sticky with my false tan on ready to look all golden tomorrow. Sunday I’m supposed to be in work at 1 till 5 but I’m not (bruises still visible).
Anyway….. While I was doing tea, my phone was on charge in the bedroom.
*1 Missed call – NO CALLER ID*
I know exactly who it is, but why? Questions are running wild in my brain, “has she forgot somthing?”, “is she gonna scream at me”, “does she want to come back”, what?!
I plug the laptop charger in, I know she has my email blocked and do not know how to unblock it, iv blocked her every way possible so email would be the only way to get hold of me. So yes the laptop, it has a email on it she can email, I forgot about it till before. Two messages of the abuser. And wow! the abuse is vile, same as always. I’m a slag, I’m a money grabber, my fanny is massive, I cheat every weekend. Bare in mind! I’m not allowed ANYWHERE on my own! ANYWHERE!!!!
So for instance when she is working I would be there, she would say “we need to go here, we need to go there”, if I said I was staying it would be a while big “WHY!?” So it was easier to go, even thou iv got washing up to my eye balls and pots to wash after making her breakfast, once I got home from the school run and cleaned up. “Good morning my wife, here is your breakfast and iv made you a glass of water and a brew coz I didn’t know what you wanted” every morning I would say! She wanted me by her side as and when she said.
15:00 pick up the two youngest, 15:30 pick up eldest, 15:45 drop me and kids off at home. I as like every mum does, reading, homework and spellings, then tea time, clean up time, bath time. Packed lunches are done and all uniforms are ironed ready for morning every morning. The abuser comes home around 17:00, has to nip out, then again, till around 20:00. Every night, that’s fine it is work. But I’m at home (which she knows) which is fine. ( staying for the fact I’m at home with the kids every day.
Iv had a drink now, I’m starving! I havnt eaten a thing for two days straight. Iv had one Bulmers and I’m feeling a little weavy. So I’ll go and maybe just maybe I might update later. But one thing for sure is I will not be messaging the abuser.
