We almost broke up
The fight lasted 3 hours before he looked at the clock, looked at me, wiped the tears from my face saying, “that’s enough of that” before he held out his hands and said, “Let’s go to bed.” He wanted to break up. Everything was fine until he came home and shit hit the fan. I don’t remember why the fight started. We get up, he hugs me from behind before he goes to bed, and I’m sitting in the living room still silently crying. I popped a melatonin hoping it would knock me out, saw his sweatshirt and put it on, then went to bed. I couldn’t sleep so I got up 10 minuets later, got my keys, and drove down to Safeway to get milk and eggs; we needed them anyway. Found some valentines gifts for him. I kept looking at my phone hoping he knew I left, and I never got a text. I was only gone for 25 minuets before I came home. Getting out of the car, I accidentally hit the alarm, and my car started going off. Thought I woke him up, but he was dead asleep. I put everything away, wrote a little love note for his gift bag, then crawled into bed again. I nuzzled up to him and he turned his head to kiss my hand.
We woke up this morning and he rolled over to kiss me on the head before getting up. I got up 10 minuets after him and sat on the opposite side of the couch. I didn’t want to speak about last night. I didn’t want to think we were so close to breaking up. We just moved in together 5 months ago, I don’t want to lose everything so soon. We asked each other if we were ok, and if our relationship was ok. We both agreed. He left for work after I made him some cheese eggs, and now I’m home alone, silently worrying a 5 year relationship is going to end. I can’t cry anymore, I’m numb, and all I want to do is go back to last night and stop the fight before it began.
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