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Here we go again!
Keista, this perseveration has been the bane of our marriage. When I met him, I chalked it up to the energy and excitement that goes hand in hand with the early days of a romance. Wrong. And so much of his mood was influenced by how recent he'd been "bowling," and all the little bowling fetishes he had over things like his shoes, his shirt, his ball, his bag, his towel, whether the lane was level, were the pins set up just-so, was the scoreboard set up properly, was my bowling attire acceptable, was the beer cold, were the peanuts fresh, was the music just right -- and I was the one that was supposed to make everything "perfect" for him. And if it wasn't, then he got angry. Way too much pressure. And nearly was the end of us before he started medications.
He's doing much, much better than 6 years ago, and he's even better today than he was 6 months ago, but I can see that the little hamster wheel in his head still spins over this, though maybe the rpm's are no longer in the stratosphere.
He's doing much, much better than 6 years ago, and he's even better today than he was 6 months ago, but I can see that the little hamster wheel in his head still spins over this, though maybe the rpm's are no longer in the stratosphere.