Hey Hustk!!
*hugs* You need lots of hugs. Let me tell you some stories. LOL!
I went through some really horrible withdrawals the other day (see my thread in common questions section) and that night i decided to let it go and I went to my mother's to take a bath. She watched the baby, and I made myself some bath salts, and got in to let my cares go away.
I wasn't in there for 10 minutes when my husband called. He'd been in a wreck on the way home from work. I started crying and I was shaking, and I was a horrible mess! This was the SECOND car my husband has totalled in 6 weeks!!!
What would we do?
How would he get to work and me be able to pick the kids up from activities - we only have one car now!
We'll be paying on TWO cars that we don't have, and won't be getting another car anytime soon.
Not to mention, I feel like a trapped animal if i'm stuck out here in the boonies with no car - which I am when he is at work and we only have one car.
This is horribly tragic.
I got dressed, and woe is me.. "I feel like my life is falling apart" I sobbed to my mother.
I put the baby in the car, and the two of us went out to the accident scene. As we're on our way out there, I was bawling, and I was feeling really sorry for myself, and then I said to myself "What the %$^# are you thinking!!??"
[b]My husband has wrecked two cars in 6 weeks and i'm worried about myself!!??[/b]
That's just a nasty nasty addiction talking right there. And it's fueled by this martyr syndrome that i have all of the time. You know what, Hurstk? Let it go.
We got out to the accident scene, and my husband was bleeding. His knee is all banged up and his ribs are bruised. Some moron stopped in the middle of a highway and got out of his car to walk his dog. No flashers, no brake lights, nothing... just tail lights - which in the middle of the night look like a car is traveling slowly down the road. My husband slowed, and went to go around, and the man was standing on the other side of the road, and flashing his flashlight at my husband. He could have had a gun, he could have been drunk, he could have planned to rob him if he stopped.. my husband panicked and swerved the other way and plowed into his truck.
Guess what? Hubby's fault.