For those of you that know me, or have read my past posts, you'll know that I was in a REALLY bad place going on 3 years ago. Hubby had an affair for a few weeks and I got rid of MY car because of things that were done in it.
Well tonight me and hubby got into it about
"the car". I gave it to my daughter, to take over the payments on, just to get it out of my sight. When she moved home, the car came with her, and that itself was a constant reminder for me every time I looked at it. I learned to push those feelings and thoughts to the back of my mind. Ok good, right?
Well, since my daughter moved back out and back in with her fiance, she said she couldn't afford the repairs on the car, and gave it back. My son, who is living with us, told her he'd give her a couple hundred for it and he would fix it, seeing as how he doesn't have a car of his own at the moment.
So, he put a new battery in it, but there is something else wrong with it, and I told him not to give her anymore money until he finds out how much it's going to cost to fix it. I told him that I paid THOUSANDS of dollars into the car, and the $300 he gave her today would have to do.
WELL, hubby starts having a fit, saying she paid money for the car and he should give her what he said he was going to, which was $500. She totally destroyed the car, burn holes in the seats and carpets, stains, broken speaker covers, etc.... So I said, what about
the thousands I paid into it??? The hell with that! I would still have the darn car if it wasn't for his "mistake"!
The things he was saying triggered something with the PTSD & OCD, and just brought everything to the surface again, and my mind is playing over and over now, as if it was just yesterday that all of this happened.
Part of me feels like just walking out the door, I can't stand to be in the same room as him at the moment. I was watching a show earlier, and told him that I would like to be left alone, but he didn't listen and came in and started talking about
that darn car again! I DON'T want to talk about
the car! I DON'T need this! I feel like going out and blowing the darn thing up!!! He doesn't understand how PTSD and OCD work. All it takes is one little thing to trigger it, and then it's off and away!
I'm trying to calm my mind and send everything back to the far corners, but I'm not doing such a good job tonight. Anyone have any tips on how to get this crap out of my head now? I'm really trying, but it's not working and I feel like just crying all over again. I HATE this!