Oh man, I thought we were getting somewhere last night. I was super excited about the idea of conscious uncoupling. And relieved that she was onboard. We held hands and it felt different. The beginning of a new understanding of what our relationship could evolve to.
We are spiritual beings having a human experience. And that her and I will always have a spiritual connection. And are always connected through our children. But that for me, the idea of this marriage is over and not recoverable. That I don’t want a romantic partnership with her. She understood. She was remarkably understanding. Was fully onboard and could see the vision I see.
the Vision
How we can coparent and will be great friends. We will have family events together – birthdays, holidays, the odd vacation. We will support each other. We will be kind to each other always. We will always see the best in each other and want the best for each other.
This morning I wake up to a barrage of “her journaled thoughts”. Back to the guilt trip and bargaining and pleading.
🤮 it’s so repulsive to me.
Also now getting it from my mom. She tried yelling at me last night and laid guilt trips on me and frothy emotional appeal. Flash back to my childhood and teens and the whole start of my repulsion to that kind of manipulation and fear based response. Which wounded me then and I still have those . The same scars that are rubbed by Carrie now and the reason I want out.
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