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I want it to be Friday
Five times that I’ve gone to equine therapy, and now each week seems to stretch out a little longer between sessions. Getting in touch with feeling splashes of sanity and happiness have also seemed to intensify feeling the impact of … Continue reading
Posted in equine therapy, passive aggressive abuse, passive aggressive husband
Tagged afraid, angry, pain
36 Comments
I don’t want to be passive aggressive
Right as I was finishing the previous post, I got up to talk with him before he left to drive to town on errands. I had a short grocery list, and checked to make sure he remembered his wallet. We … Continue reading
Posted in passive aggressive abuse, passive aggressive husband
Tagged faithless, good intentions, grace, mercy, risk, survive
6 Comments
No reason to stay
His passivity about his abusive behaviors, and his self-pity are driving me crazy. Really. Like I want to shout to the world just everything. Every gritty, ugly, and humiliating detail. Let the chips fall and the cookies crumble. And I … Continue reading
Posted in passive aggressive abuse, passive aggressive husband
Tagged change, crazy, selling, solution, sorry, unbearable
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Name that feeling
Questions that I hear in therapy: What are you feeling right now? Where do you feel it? Which part of your body? The same wonderful white horse was waiting for me again. This time I was ready with some apple … Continue reading
Posted in equine therapy, passive aggressive abuse, PTSD
Tagged affection, feelings, happiness, happy, trust
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Counting apples
I had our piano tuned yesterday, and I feel almost amazed that I’ve gone from what was a very long time (financially) of counting apples (to make sure there were enough for school lunches), to being able to pay someone … Continue reading
Never sure
Part of the impact of living with a passive aggressive man, someone who gaslights, is never being sure of myself, not even of my own thoughts or feelings. I’ve spent (too many) hours of my life trying to understand who … Continue reading
Courage and fear
It seems so strange, but just three times (so far) of being able to connect with a horse, an animal that I’ve always admired and loved, has been awakening both courage and fear inside of me. I’ve found myself thinking … Continue reading
Posted in agoraphobia, anxiety, covert abuse, equine therapy
Tagged anxiety, courage, fear
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This morning’s argument
Our two youngest daughters have been sharing the responsibilities for the cat we adopted from their older sister. This cat has won the hearts of the entire family, but he’s also been battling cancer, and so gets special supplements on … Continue reading
Posted in passive aggressive abuse
Tagged anger, angry, argument, punish, punishment, resent, resentment
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Reflections on shopping
I’ve been thinking about my shopping comments from this post. To those who aren’t familiar with my background (or passive aggressive men), it’s another subtle dynamic that plays out. My experience with my husband is that when I’ve gotten to … Continue reading
What I still feel
I’ve been concerned about how dull I’ve felt. Gray, washed out, and non-caring. I’ve felt little enthusiasm about starting plants for the garden, and because of that, already missed opportune windows for starting some from seed. Morning began around 5:00 … Continue reading
Posted in equine therapy, passive aggressive abuse
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