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Post by deborahmanning on Dec 1, 2016 19:02:35 GMT -5
There is a GREAT reddit forum for MIL drama. www.reddit.com/r/JUSTNOMIL/I read it almost every day; it's full of tips for handling the histrionics in your life. |
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Post by DryCreek on Dec 1, 2016 20:16:10 GMT -5
There is a GREAT reddit forum for MIL drama. www.reddit.com/r/JUSTNOMIL/I read it almost every day; it's full of tips for handling the histrionics in your life. "SO thinks I'm overreacting because I refuse to attend Christmas Dinner in MIL's house where she does meth." Wow. My drama pales by comparison... |
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Post by deborahmanning on Dec 1, 2016 21:50:05 GMT -5
Exactly, DC! I have a lot of nuts on my family tree and reading that sub makes me feel better, in a twisted way.
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Post by darktippedrose on Dec 6, 2016 14:33:24 GMT -5
I hide my sexuality from him. He doesn't know my true identity. He would abuse me more, verbally anyways.
I hide the fact that I masterbate because he believes its a sin.
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Post by sarita on Dec 9, 2016 22:44:22 GMT -5
An emotional affair
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Post by thebaffledking on Dec 9, 2016 23:03:07 GMT -5
I hide my sexuality from him. He doesn't know my true identity. He would abuse me more, verbally anyways. I hide the fact that I masterbate because he believes its a sin. I often wonder if my wife notices how many pairs of 'clean-up' white gym socks she's washing each week. |
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Post by novembercomingfire on Dec 9, 2016 23:21:05 GMT -5
I hide my sexuality from him. He doesn't know my true identity. He would abuse me more, verbally anyways. I hide the fact that I masterbate because he believes its a sin. I often wonder if my wife notices how many pairs of 'clean-up' white gym socks she's washing each week. I know mine does not notice. She doesn't do laundry. Or much else either. |
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Post by eternaloptimism on Dec 10, 2016 2:45:18 GMT -5
Hi sarita. Welcome  You might want to pop a little introduction in the introduce yourself thread. I think it's in welcome? Xx |
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Post by darktippedrose on Dec 11, 2016 2:47:03 GMT -5
I hide my sexuality from him. He doesn't know my true identity. He would abuse me more, verbally anyways. I hide the fact that I masterbate because he believes its a sin. I often wonder if my wife notices how many pairs of 'clean-up' white gym socks she's washing each week. Clean up socks! hehe I'm dieing. Hugs. I know the pain. |
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Post by lyn on Dec 11, 2016 23:27:28 GMT -5
I've got a specific LV bag full of "toys". My favorite is nicknamed "Jack Johnson". There is probably a half dozen battery-operated "lovers" in that bag. No, the fact that I'm calling these plastic vibrating objects "lovers" isn't the sad part........ it's that I've never used thiis beautiful Louis Vuitton for anything else.
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Post by brian on Dec 15, 2016 7:09:48 GMT -5
Besides the obvious ones of money, exit plan, and outsourcing, what is the biggest thing that you have purposely hidden from your refuser? For me, at least right now, it's that I have minor hand surgery scheduled in less than 2 weeks. This was scheduled nearly a month ago and the condition that sent me to the doctor started almost a month before that. My refuser knows nothing. I have no desire to tell her until I have to. I knew what would happen if I had told her immediately and I know what she'll say and think if she learns about it between now and the scheduled date... or after the surgery. I picked the lesser of the evils... to not say anything until I absolutely have to. It's a local anesthetic, so I won't need her to bring me home. I'll do this completely on my own. She'll be upset, but that's better than her coming up with all of the horrible things that MIGHT happen or the life-threatening conditions that I MIGHT have and worrying herself sick about it (and projecting all of that onto me). I like to take life as it comes. It's not that I don't plan for the future, but I don't dwell and worry about all of the bad things that might happen... ruins the ride. So... let's have it. What have you kept hidden? Bringing this thread back to the top with an update... Things happened just as I thought they would. I had my surgery (it took 5 minutes), and afterwards texted my refuser, "Want to meet for lunch?" What followed was a long series of questions about why, where I was, what I was doing, etc. All of that is ok, since my work is nearly an hour away and asking her to join me for lunch has never happened unless she has an appointment near my office. Anyway, as expected, she was mad at me for the rest of the day. Still beats weeks of worrying and I consider this a successful navigation of the situation with my legal roomie. |
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Post by JonDoe on Dec 15, 2016 7:26:47 GMT -5
Bringing this thread back to the top with an update... Things happened just as I thought they would. I had my surgery (it took 5 minutes), and afterwards texted my refuser, "Want to meet for lunch?" What followed was a long series of questions about why, where I was, what I was doing, etc. All of that is ok, since my work is nearly an hour away and asking her to join me for lunch has never happened unless she has an appointment near my office. Anyway, as expected, she was mad at me for the rest of the day. Still beats weeks of worrying and I consider this a successful navigation of the situation with my legal roomie. What was she mad about? Asking her to lunch? You skipping work? Or not telling her about the minor hand surgery? Her long list of questions about you asking if she wanted to meet for lunch initially made me suspicious of her actions. Does she work outside the home? Maybe she was afraid you'd come home and find her in bed with the mailman. |
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Post by southerngirl on Dec 15, 2016 9:20:07 GMT -5
I'm late to the party, but my answer to the original question - what have I hidden? is this---
I don't love you. I really don't even like you. It kills me to keep pretending that I care. I don't. I don't want to tell the kids that, but they are more aware of that than YOU are. I try to be polite, but you are more like a nice next-door-neighbor than a husband or life partner. Actually, I like my neighbor more than I like you. I'm just biding my time till the kids are independent. Then I'm outta here.
But I won't say that. I do that southern thing where you slap a smile on your face and say, 'well, bless your heart'. But I don't mean it.
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Post by Rhapsodee on Dec 15, 2016 19:30:03 GMT -5
This ILIASM site and all the things I write.
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Post by brian on Dec 15, 2016 21:29:23 GMT -5
Bringing this thread back to the top with an update... Things happened just as I thought they would. I had my surgery (it took 5 minutes), and afterwards texted my refuser, "Want to meet for lunch?" What followed was a long series of questions about why, where I was, what I was doing, etc. All of that is ok, since my work is nearly an hour away and asking her to join me for lunch has never happened unless she has an appointment near my office. Anyway, as expected, she was mad at me for the rest of the day. Still beats weeks of worrying and I consider this a successful navigation of the situation with my legal roomie. What was she mad about? Asking her to lunch? You skipping work? Or not telling her about the minor hand surgery? Her long list of questions about you asking if she wanted to meet for lunch initially made me suspicious of her actions. Does she work outside the home? Maybe she was afraid you'd come home and find her in bed with the mailman. lol. Well, in the past, when I would come home in the middle of the day, it was because I had been laid off. But... she works from home when she's not traveling. She was mad that I didn't tell her about the surgery. |
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