Posted 1/10/2015 5:11 PM (GMT 0)
My fiance told me in the middle of the night that starting Monday he is going back to work full time. We didn't have a conversation about it, he just flat out told me that's what he's going to do. The poor guy has been incredibly depressed being at home with us. He just sits in the living room all day looking on Craigslist and playing games or watching TV.
I'm worried. Not that he's been a great help, it's just nice to have someone else around if I do need him. I can yell for him to come pick up our son or help him go potty or get dressed. Those little things really add up and I really appreciate it. He hardly ever does a dish, he's really good at making toast, and I have to ask him 10 times in a row to the point of nagging to get more wood brought in the house.
He just hates being here. And that's fine. I've always known my son and I aren't huge on his priority list. The big joke is that I'm a single mother. In about 2 months his work will pick up and I'll see him in the morning for about 5 minutes and we will more than likely be asleep by the time he gets home. And this schedule goes on until november. Sometimes work keeps him away overnight for a few days.
I'm really scared. I don't know how I'm going to do this. I used to ask him mom to come and help me when things got really bad, but she is kind of crazy. One of our friends caught her making my son call her mommy! I don't need anyone around that isn't actually helping me. She is just too much..
I don't have anyone else to ask for help. Times like this is when I really really miss my mom. I haven't even been driving for over a year because I'm so dang blind and dizzy. Now that I'm in treatment I'm having die off reactions and they are pretty unbearable. A few of you probably remember the hard times I've been going through the past few weeks.
How am I going to do this? I need to get some really project ideas or something to keep my son entertained. When it's hard for me to get a drink of water and swallow it, how am I going to take care of a 3 year old? Ugh....
Worrying is going to make me old.