He Found the Guns
November 18, 2008
Will found out I'd hidden the shotguns. When he asked me where they were, I told him. I didn't see any other way to handle it. I didn't have a plan for him discovering my "betrayal" so soon.
I asked why he noticed and he said he put his shoes away and noticed his Father's Day present was gone (the legal short-barrel shotgun). I find it suspicious that I told his father I hid the guns during a conversation yesterday and Will put his shoes away this morning when he was in such a hurry to get to work. He never does any "extra" thing when getting ready for work, especially when he's late.
He was
- mad about me putting the guns in the attic because I don't have any sense about the value of a dollar - he said, "The guns already are rusting!",
- mad because my imagination lets me think he would hurt me with the guns,
- mad because my therapist and "all those damn books" are "obviously" planting ideas in my head,
- mad because "Once again, you betrayed me!",
- mad because I don't trust him since everything he does revolves around "protecting" this family,
- mad because he wouldn't have a weapon handy if "some idiot leaves the door unlocked at night",
- mad because there is obviously something wrong with me.
He said
- that he wants to go to my therapist with me so he can tell the therapist the real story
- that he wants to go to my therapist to see if the therapist is "worth a shit" and if he's not, then to find me a new one
- that I have no idea how dangerous the world is
- that I have no right to be afraid of him
- that I am acting out of spite
- that I am trying to control him
- that I cannot comprehend the fact that guns cost money (even though I bought him the last one)
- that I am the source of all the financial trouble because I don't understand the value of the dollar
- that if I would be happier if I spent more time trying to fix our financial issues instead of making up things to be miserable about
- that I am causing him to be angry
- that I am causing his stress
- that I am causing him to be late for work
- that I want him to "fuck up at work"
- that I am causing all the problems that we have
- that I cannot trust my instincts because I'm wrong
- that I have no idea how angry I've made him
- that I have no idea what I'm doing to this family
- that I cannot hold the respect of the children
- that I do not know how to be a mother or a wife
- that I should seriously consider the fact that I am crazy or have some mental deficiency
- that I am stupid - "That's a fact! There's no other word for it!"
- that I am being influenced by people who just want my money
- that I am not using the brain God gave me
- that I said he should start doing things the way he wanted to do them so the dog isn't allowed in the house
- that I had to call the therapist today and get us an appointment after work
- that if the therapist wouldn't do it after work then I had to find one who would
- that he doesn't have enough time in the day to deal with my shit on top of his
- that I was interrupting him constantly so that he couldn't think straight (when did I have time to interrupt him, I wonder? And if I did, when did he consider what I had said?)
Well, I said
- I have a right to feel safe in my own home
- that I hid the guns because he's recently threatened to punch Marc, that all of us flinch when he gets near us when angry, that he's blocked the door so Marc couldn't leave when I told the child to go to the neighbors, that his cycles of abuse are shortening and more frequent, that he's already been violent towards me in the past.
- that he's had domestic violence classes at work, and if he had paid attention, he would know that the things he's done and said were indicators of future violence
- that the kids did respect me
- that it's funny how a man with no respect for psychotherapy of any sort can analyze me enough to know what's wrong with me, what I'm doing, what I'm thinking and why I'm thinking it
- that any man would be upset to find that his wife had hidden his guns and hopefully when he calmed down he would consider other reasons why I may have hidden his guns
- that nothing I said would make a difference, so I wasn't going to say anything else.
And I didn't.
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