matt was out of town for 5 days this week. we spent the week very busy on opposite sides of the country, yet making the effort to reach out with a thoughtful “missing you” text here and there. we both participated in those attempts to connect with one another.
it’s always been hard when matt travels. he’s not a phone person and i always say that it’s like interviewing him when we talk – it’s like i need a list of questions because his level of participation in our conversations tends to be pretty pathetic. that was the same all week this week,which frustrates me. it seems so hypocritical next to the “i miss you” texts.
he came home early this morning after no sleep (bachelor party last night). he went to his apartment to nap while the kids and i cleaned my house. we had plans to meet at the theater for a 1:30 movie with the kids. he got there right at 1:30, so i had to leave the kids in the theater alone to get him his ticket (no will-call). he didn’t smile or act glad to see me at all. i actually put my arm around him and squeezed him. i reached up to kiss him, but with little effort on his part, i actually missed the first time and had to go back in just for simple kiss on the cheek. it was such a heartbreak for me to feel him so withdrawn from me after being away for 5 days.
after the movie, he wanted to take the kids back to his place, so yet again, i felt no effort from his side. i shouldn’t have, but out of frustration, i just sort of said bye to him and turned and walked away. i know one of my weaknesses is that when i feel him pull away, my reaction is to pull away too instead of reaching out to him. i should have reached out to him today and i regret that.
i just get SO tired of feeling like i have to be the captain of this ship all the time. i want HIM to take some control sometimes too. i know that this whole situation is difficult. it’s hard for me just like it’s hard for him, but it we want to try to reconcile, we have to both be making an effort toward that. we can’t keep falling back into our old patterns.
i took the kids backpacks and some clothes over to him tonight in an effort for us to spend some time together. that didn’t go as well as i was hoping either. i know he’s tired, but when i got there, i sat next to him on the couch, propped my feet up with his and put my hand on him. i felt nothing in return.
after the kids were in bed, we watched the news for a bit, made some small talk, yet again, i felt nothing from him. he didn’t reach out for me, nothing.
when i left, i kissed him and told him goodnight. i give myself credit for that because i was frustrated and wanted to walk out without making any effort to reach out to him, but i didn’t.
why is it so hard for us to be on the same page at the same time?
looking forward to therapy on wednesday.