I have been thinking - a dangerous occupation.
My husband is addicted to himself. Meaning, only his interests are of any importance. They automatically take precedence.
Take now for example. He is involved with this project. He never asks anyone whats going on in their lives. When I came down this morning, he (typically) immediately launched into a story about his job. He doesnt really "care" -meaning he has no feelings of empathy with me or the kids. He really is tied in only to his own emotional base.
He is very clever and manipulative.
He always has his needs at the front of his brain so when he senses I'm fed up, he quickly tries to placate me and does so until the crisis has passed. Then he goes back.
I'm tired of analyzing this. I have put up with it because something inside me must be codependent on trying to make things work, trying to make him happy, and always thinking the good, kind behavior I get from him is going to be long lasting.
I have to finish this. My kids are going to become this way too.
