The weekend away was mostly uneventful, except for the rather sudden changing of the rules. On Saturday afternoon he announced he was having a cocktail...which I believed was not part of the rules we had agreed to. He said he only agreed to stop drinking for a month, and that time had elapsed. Oh, really? I disagreed, but left it at that. Fortunately, he stopped at one.
We talked about this in the latest therapy session. We now have a new set of rules around drinking. What are the odds that it was 50 minutes and $175 wasted on defining the new parameters that will be obsolete before the check even clears?
This constant rule changing is all part of the pathology of the relationship. I really can't trust him to do what he says he will. Whenever he doesn't agree with something he previously agreed to, he simply changes his mind.
Just. like. that.
The same thing is happening with the homework assignments we have. There's no longer any accountability there, so nothing really gets accomplished. Agreements and promises mean nothing.
...and yet I believe him, every single time.
The result is always the same.
I think it's time to stop tryin' to kick the football and kick Lucy instead.
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