It finally happened. Just a mere 3 months since the discovery David finally made it to a phychiatrist appointment to discuss drug options for someone in his position. The place we are going assign you to a drug person (psychiatrist) and a therapist (psychologist) and neither of us go to the same person. David was diagnosed with anxiety disorder and OCD. Both items have a problem with escapism and some of the people turn to addictions like drugs, drinking or other addictions like porn or sex. He has started Paxil yesterday and I hope it helps. I do feel he needs an antidepressant too but I am not his doctor.
I let him miss SAA this week due to a wicked cold that he had been battling all week. It seemed to help but his logic was that if he has therapy he shouldn't have to go to SAA. TO me that is as logical as a fish on a bicycle. Being sick is a good reason. He has been running a fever and been very congested. When he is well...SAA is not an option.
I have been in limbo land as well. I plan on going on a cruise with a friend to Mexico in April and am not sharing this info with David. He doesn't understand that I need these things to help keep me focused on fun things and not focus on the negative. We are still taking it day by day.
Today I found out a friend of mine that was dealing with a separation with her husband found out that her husband was sleeping with one of his teachers from his part time college. I do believe if you think something is going something probably is going on. Same thing is happening with my neighbor. She is going through with the separation from her husband after 17 years of marriage and I told her that there is a way to check texts and even email texts but she doesn't want to know. Were were live is a kind of a no fault state.
If anything ever happens with David and I, it would be interesting to see if my info on him will keep it a "no fault" state.
I have a temp job next week and I have decided not to tell David about it. I will make about 500 bucks and I want them to be mine. Not going to pay off his car or our car insurance or cc bill. Remember his are all paid off. Good for him.
Deep down I am noticing that he is working as hard as he knows how to make this relationship work. Ironically my thin body makes him more attractive to me than ever. But knowing where my body came from doesn't make me like my body. I am about 105 now and do have to force feed myself. I do better if I can eat with friends or family. Left alone I never eat.
Another thing that I have started to do is take an extra $20 out of every time I buy groceries and put it in my own checking account. I figure if I do this every week I am adding almost 2000 a year to my checking that David has not idea about. I need to start looking out for me first. I deep down know I need to TRUST David but even deeper deeper down I know I need to PROTECT me. I used to always keep a thousand in cash as an escape route. I do thing all people (girls or guys) should have this as a way to leave if you want to at anytime. I don't have this now but I am starting to rebuild it. Even if this takes 20 bucks at a time.
No luck on the job front. 13 years of sales experience and I am like a leper. Hopefully someone soon will realize my ability. Till them I will try to make a stash for myself on my own. Some Days I Hate David. This evening is one of them.
I found the perfect valentines day card for him. It says:
"Even though you are the biggest pain in the Ass I still love you".
Perfect. It is supposed to be funny and ironic. In my case it is serious and not ironic.
How Ironic.
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