a sunday morning thought.... :-)

[TalkThatTalk9]

It's sunday morning.... just laughing to myself.

 

I am starting to realize all the CRAP I put up with from the ex, and how much his drinking has impacted my life.

 

it is football season here in the states, and the ex was obsessed with the Chicago Bears.

 

every saturday night I spent dreading sunday mornings. Every sunday, I would wake up to him watching sports center. then he would play his video games til it was 11am... then he would leave and go get wasted all day watching the bears play , then he would come home and be a drunk jerk to me (and if I ever asked to go he would get irritated... looking back guess he just wanted to spend time with his "special best lady friend now girlfriend').

 

while he was gone during the game, I would clean the house. if I didn't clean the house, he would usually be irritated at me when he got home. if I was nice enough to make him dinner, he would find something wrong with it. or just tell me how I should cook it better next time.

 

all day I'd have to flip to the bears game to see if they were winning or not, to see what kind of mood he'd be in when he got home.

 

sometimes I'd know he was coming home irritated with me, and I would start drinking to ease the uneasiness in me

 

I am just explaining all this because I have woken up this morning and realized how AMAZING it is to wake up on a sunday football morning and not have a knot in my stomach about what the day holds for me.

 

I mean, I will be working in a supermarket with rude customers all day, and I will still have 100 times more fun and enjoyment then I did sitting at home waiting for the drunk ex to stumble in.

 

life's little blessings.

 

I am starting to become horrified with the crap I put up with.

 

 

[soybeans]

Hey, I can relate to this so much, as my ex-boyfriend was also a football fanatic-jerk-substance-abuser. I relate to that knot in your stomach feeling on Saturday nights dreading the next day. His buddies would all come over his apartment and they would smoke pot all throughout the day. His "best girl friend" would also be there and it was always awkward for me because there was tension between us. I was the only one who wasn't stoned or interested in the game....none whatsoever...I didn't fit in with them at all and it made me feel so uncomfortable.

 

And the funny part was that he would get mad if I wasn't there! But I clearly did not enjoy it/mesh with any of his friends. He would just complain that I wasn't social enough, but I really never liked sports. I tried to for him. I had nothing in common with them anyway, they all bonded by passing a blunt around and yelling at a tv screen.

 

At the time? Thought nothing of it. Oh how time gives such a clear perspective. That was no way to live, for either of us.

[TalkThatTalk9]

you are so right. I tried being the cool girlfriend who let him have his sunday's with the guys come home to my cooked dinner. little did I know "she" was there too... bonding with my boyfriend over football.

 

I tried liking football... it just makes NO sense to me. hahahahah. I am just not cut out for it. I am so happy I don't have to dread football season anymore and the next guy will NOT be into sports I will make sure of that ;-)

 

congrats on us and our little sunday freedom ;-) haha

[Hoagy]

I like sports but don't understand why some people take it so seriously. At the end of the day it is just entertainment like watching TV or anything else. I enjoy the action, the twists and turns, the ups and downs. I always say I would rather watch my team lose a good game than win a bad game.

[Fossil]

I find it amazingly attractive if the partner tries to at least like or understand my hobby. Whenever my girl tried to understand what I did or came to watch my football game or anything in that direction I made sure I make something nice in return and show her how much that meant to me.

I guess some douchebags out there do not understand that it takes someone who really loves you to make that kind of gesture... Better leave them alone in DoucheLand.

[soybeans]

I find it amazingly attractive if the partner tries to at least like or understand my hobby. Whenever my girl tried to understand what I did or came to watch my football game or anything in that direction I made sure I make something nice in return and show her how much that meant to me.

I guess some douchebags out there do not understand that it takes someone who really loves you to make that kind of gesture... Better leave them alone in DoucheLand.

 

Wow! Reading this makes me realize how messed up my ex seriously was. He would NEVER think that way. At the time I would have just about died of happiness if he showed that kind of appreciation for me. Then again, why would I expect that from someone so selfish.

 

Can't even tell you how many Sunday nights I sat through those games while I had to be studying for a class the next day, just to make him happy.

[Johnny Utah]

Congrats ladies for moving on from the selfish assholes.

 

Good luck to you all.

[TalkThatTalk9]

Congrats ladies for moving on from the selfish assholes.

 

Good luck to you all.

 

thank you

[Fossil]

It's as simple as that. I had a hobby (doing all sort of web animations) that she pretty much didn't care about however from time to time she would come and sit next to me in front of the computer while I was doing my thing. Sometimes minutes, sometime hours, just staying there behind my back holding me, sometime falling asleep in that position, sometimes asking me questions about what I did there and why I did that. For me it was heaven on earth and I felt really good to pay her back so whenever I had the opportunity I would sit next to her while she would write a paper on a subject that I hardly know anything about, I would sit there and do the same things: ask a stupid question, look through the papers and try to figure out what's that about and so on.

 

If it gets to the point when things like that are hard to do, and you lack the pleasure of doing somethings for the partner, than I guess there is a problem somewhere in the middle.