I haven't posted in a few days. I was talking to a blog friend and she asked if everything was ok. This was sooooo sweet because she has a lot going on with her right now and dealing with some difficult things. And even though her head is spinning she thought of me. Thank you so much, you don't know how much that meant to me.
I did tell her that everything was actually going well. I had a thought for a post but was still trying to work out how and what exactly to say. I wasn't sure. Well......now I have a post and I know exactly what to say!
Mr. D and I have been getting along so well. We have talked about some things. We have talked about things we might want to try. I really think we're headed in the right direction and I'm excited. Things have been really good!
Tonight my youngest had a flag football game. Mr. D kind of coaches but he mainly helps out. He just wants to be a parent on the team. We had a dad that stepped up to coach so Mr. D just gets to enjoy the game. We don't have a very good team, we struggle most games. The team we were playing tonight is pretty good and we have known them for years. But we were on our game tonight. We were giving them a run for their money. We were losing but playing well!
The refs were really bad tonight, not calling anything. And if your kids have ever played sports you know that when your team is losing the refs calls seem to get worse and definitely not in your favor. Mr. D has a reputation of being hot tempered during games. Well tonight was no different.
I thought we had gotten past this. I thought this was left in the past. He has really been different since we started TTWD. He seemed more in control of his emotions. He didn't really seem to let these little things bother him. And I have been so proud of him. But unfortunately past practice always seems to rear it's ugly head.
Our son (kind of) got hurt in tonight's game. Not really bad.....and he is a major drama queen! I mean he's-gonna-win-an-Emmy-one-day drama queen. He was getting hammered and hurt his shoulder. He grabbed his shoulder and bent over like he was dying. Mr. D went out to the field to see if he was OK and as soon as he got out there my son started to cry. Well, that's all Mr. D needed to see!
He kind of tosses my son to the side (not like throwing him, just kind of moving him) and the ref tried to get in front of him and he pushed him to the side. He storms across the field to the other side of the field yelling at the whole sidelines and then gets in the coaches face. I have no idea what he said nor do I care. The ref is yelling "if he goes over there you will forfeit this game" OK like that mattered....we were losing anyways!!!
As soon as I saw him take off across the field I yelled his name. He completely ignored me. I was tending to my son making sure he was ok. When you have a drama queen ya just never know if their really hurt or not!! So I have my arm around him and we leave the field and head to the car. Mr. D walks up and hands my son his tennis shoes and tells him to hold them. We continue to walk towards the snack shack and the parking lot. The other team goes running by us to the snack shack to get their snacks. Mr. D is walking and starts to take off his jacket.
OK why would he take off his jacket if we are leaving? He is going to do something stupid!
"We are going home. You can find your own ride!"
"What? I'm going home too? What are you talking about?" As he puts his jacket back on and had this WTF pissed off look on his face
I continue to walk with my son to the car. We drive home, get out of the car and go in the house. He is really pissed off. He comes storming in the door and goes to the bedroom. I go to the kitchen and clean up dinner dishes. We haven't spoken to each other yet and it's almost bed time.
I'm not sure exactly what I'm feeling more. I am extremely embarrassed. We have played against this same team for 6 years now. They usually beat us in football and basketball and we go back and forth in baseball. I still can't believe he ran across the field and said I don't know even know. Really?
I'm just as pissed off as I am embarrassed. I seriously thought those days were behind us. He has changed so much since starting TTWD and I just feel like we have taken 20 steps backwards. He isn't talking to me and I really have nothing to say to him. I'm afraid to talk because I'm not sure of what I'll say. It's better to just keep to myself and not say anything. But I can tell he is a little nervous. He's not really sure what to do with him self. He's going in and out of the bedroom. I think he knows he screwed up and he's not sure what to do now.
More than being embarrassed and pissed off I am extremely disappointed. We have come so far in this lifestyle. He has really made some great changes within our marriage and personally. I am so proud of the changes he has made. But this........this just killed it. I feel like we are never going to be able to get where we were headed. I mean really, if he can't control his temper at our sons flag football game that means absolutely nothing....how can I trust him to lead us? How can I trust that he's going to make the best decisions for us? How can I trust him that when faced with something he's not going to lose his shit!
OMG the more I write about it the more hurt I get. I can't believe he acted like that. Really, how am I ever going to completely trust him in/with TTWD? I mean I am so hurt, mad, angry, pissed off, disappointed, shocked, embarrassed......UGH! I don't know even know what to say.
I need to go to bed.
I had a SHITTY day at work.
And now this.