Dan and I had a very long talk today about his behavior over the past few weeks. Stress and anxiety and worry about moving and money are no excuses for how he’s been treating me. Yesterday I treated him exactly as he has been treating me over the past month: I barely acknowledged his presence.
He came home last night very, very upset, and we had a long talk before going to bed, and another long talk today, after the kids were down for a nap.
Being treated like that was a real eye opener for him, and he realized how horrible he’s been. He promised to try and do better, and today was actually really nice: we spent the entire afternoon with each other and with the kids, and we’re all very, very happy. ♥


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