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How bad can bi-polar get? Any experience here?
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 657745" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>New challenge ~ something outside the relationship with our mates ~ has put those feelings into perspective for me many times. In the end, there was the comfort of my</p><p>D H. But he did that, not me. He insisted on those Manhattans, on my presence and undivided attention. Every single night, for heaven's sake!!!! .roar. The last thing I wanted to do was be anywhere near my D H. Especially not at home without anyone worthwhile to talk to, since both our kids were gone who even knows where. But there was laughter together, once it was just he and I. And D H is such a beautiful man. Somehow, going through it all, I stopped seeing him as a man, at all. He was my protector; my knight in shining armor come so real and true and right. But when our family fell apart, he did not protect us from that.</p><p></p><p>So I hated him a little bit.</p><p></p><p>And he hated me too.</p><p></p><p>We were sitting in the destruction of everything we'd lived our lives for looking right into one another's eyes and trying not to believe what felt true: Your fault.</p><p></p><p>You did this.</p><p></p><p>But over the time that would pass, we both would learn (D H way, way before me) that the fault lay in an altogether different direction, one neither of us was willing to see.</p><p></p><p>But all those things that look so well adjusted on a post ~ the ballet classes or jobs or degree ~ those are the things I did away from my marriage in order to confront myself instead of what I was feeling about my D H, and about my whole life. (My D H, who can just look so unbelievably male after a Manhattan or two with Dean whisper-crooning the prettiest things, just for us.)</p><p></p><p>What was a girl to do?</p><p></p><p>Well, take a degree or something, that's what.</p><p></p><p>If we'd had another child? I would hold a freaking doctorate today.</p><p></p><p>:O)</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 657745, member: 17461"] New challenge ~ something outside the relationship with our mates ~ has put those feelings into perspective for me many times. In the end, there was the comfort of my D H. But he did that, not me. He insisted on those Manhattans, on my presence and undivided attention. Every single night, for heaven's sake!!!! .roar. The last thing I wanted to do was be anywhere near my D H. Especially not at home without anyone worthwhile to talk to, since both our kids were gone who even knows where. But there was laughter together, once it was just he and I. And D H is such a beautiful man. Somehow, going through it all, I stopped seeing him as a man, at all. He was my protector; my knight in shining armor come so real and true and right. But when our family fell apart, he did not protect us from that. So I hated him a little bit. And he hated me too. We were sitting in the destruction of everything we'd lived our lives for looking right into one another's eyes and trying not to believe what felt true: Your fault. You did this. But over the time that would pass, we both would learn (D H way, way before me) that the fault lay in an altogether different direction, one neither of us was willing to see. But all those things that look so well adjusted on a post ~ the ballet classes or jobs or degree ~ those are the things I did away from my marriage in order to confront myself instead of what I was feeling about my D H, and about my whole life. (My D H, who can just look so unbelievably male after a Manhattan or two with Dean whisper-crooning the prettiest things, just for us.) What was a girl to do? Well, take a degree or something, that's what. If we'd had another child? I would hold a freaking doctorate today. :O) Cedar [/QUOTE]
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