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Archive for the month “January, 1999”

You looked fine to me.

I ran down to the drug store near our house. It was late. I didnt want to go, but he was insistent. I went everywhere. I ran every errand – always. So, I got in the car and drove down through town in the dark. I got what I needed, and when I was pulling out to head home, I was hit by another car.

It was one of those seeing your life flash before your eyes kind of a moment. Traffic had stopped at a red light. A guy in a truck waved me out, I creeped out, needing to head in the opposite direction, then I saw headlights, then BAM! some dude had come around the stopped line of traffic and hit the drivers side of the car. I’d never been in an accident before. The guy got out of his car and started screaming at me. I started crying. The cops came. It was terrible.

I was pretty upset, the officer asked me if I was ok to drive home alone. I said I didn’t think so. I had no idea how much damage was really done to the car. They said they thought the car was driveable, so I drove and they followed me home to make sure I got home ok.

At this point my 5 minute trip to the drug store has taken 45 minutes.

I walked into the house, he was laughing on the phone with his friend John. He hangs up and hollers at me “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?” not in a concerned way, but in an angry way. I’ve clearly been crying, but he’s not even remotely concerned. I’m now realizing I’m probably going to be in trouble for ruining our only vehicle.

“I was in an accident, some guy came around a line of traffic and hit me when I was trying to pull out.”

Before I could say anything else he says, “How bad is the car?” The car? Seriously? You want to know about the car?

I say “Its pretty bad.” He heads out into the dark to try to see for himself.

He never asked if I was ok. When I asked him why he didnt seem to care if i was alright or not he said “well you looked fine to me.”

Its amazing how event after event like this during my entire marriage eroded my self esteem. I think thats why I stayed married for so long. I was scared he’d take away my kids, I was scared I’d never do any better. I was scared I’d be alone.

 

 

 

New job

I needed to get a job. He couldnt support us on school loans alone – and since he obviously couldnt get a job, I needed to. I started working at the Holiday Inn cleaning rooms. I loved it. I loved getting out of the house everyday and hanging out with people, even if we were all making crap money and cleaning up other people’s messes.

After he graduated from college we moved again. This time to a tiny house in a city. It was nice enough, not a ton or room, but the rent was cheap. He would frequently talk about all the money we were GOING to have. it was like the carrot in front of the donkey…but it never really happened. The majority of my paycheck went to pay for daycare. He got a teaching job, I worked at the hotel, we had a place to live. College was over, it was time to be adults!

Turns out that meant I should go back to school to get a better job. I went to school full time and continued to work full time, while he taught middle school. I was pursing a degree in travel and tourism through a technical college. (this was before 9/11 when people still needed travel agents). I did well in school, I liked it pretty well, but working and taking care of an infant, and a husband – i was exhausted most of the time.

I didn’t dare complain…I just kept on keeping on. This was what it was like to be married, right?

 

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