I know I wrote my next post would be working through ways to deal with compulsive behavior, but I decided that it would be beneficial for me to write a bit about my personal life and how it is going. My intention is to make this weblog a little less academic and a bit more human. After all, there is a real person writing this with very real problems and striving to recover a very real relationship with someone.
Last night she stayed over at New Guy's house. New Guy is older, apparently more well established, and very slick in capitalizing on her confusion. He buys her lots of things and acts in a very disrespectful manner toward her. Granted, she doesn't feel it is disrespectful, but I do. I don't think a woman should be treated like an object, and I am sorry for the times that I ever did it to her.
Anyway, she did come home tonight, which I enjoyed greatly. I've noticed that most nights she doesn't come home are nights that we've had some conflict. We started getting into a semi-heated discussion of everything over the phone when she was about to leave work when her phone went dead tonight. I grabbed the dog and went up to her job. At first I was going angry, but I realized that was a mistake on the way. I managed to wrap my head around the fact that she hated all the times I had responded that way in the past, so I didn't arrive up there angry. I went up to her calm and at least content looking, and she came home tonight. Also, she didn't really try that hard to get away from me. We talked about random things for awhile. I even caught her calling me "Baby" again once, which she doesn't do much anymore.
All in all, a good night. I hope tomorrow can be the same.
Saturday will be our day together.
