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"Tout cedit pays est fort uny, remply de forests, vignes & noyers. Aucuns Chrestiens n'estoient encores parvenus jusques en cedit lieu, que nous, qui eusmes assez de peine à monter le riviere à la rame. " Samuel de Champlain


"All this region is very level and full of forests, vines and butternut trees. No Christian has ever visited this land and we had all the misery of the world trying to paddle the river upstream." Samuel de Champlain

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Nothing has really changed, has it?


You asked me if you could come back home.

Well, nothing has really changed, has it?

You still need prompting to adopt good hygiene practices.

You still buy Chinese stuff online, even though I've asked you to stop 7 months ago. Again and again.

I still don't feel that you care for me as a person. As a woman. As a spouse. I don't feel it. I don't hear it from you. There is no affection, no solicitude. You just call me when you need a tool, some batteries, some candies.

And you still won't commit to avoid drinking alcohol.

I hear and watch you talk to me, and it is the same way you used to talk to your mother. And that is saying a lot.

Are you keeping it all inside because of your pride? Or is there really nothing left there?

Maybe I will never know...

But what has happened to you is not my fault. And in some way, it is not your fault either. But the first step would be to admit that alcoholism put you in the spot you are in right now. And do something about it. But I'm not even sure there is enough left of you to do that. So it is up to you.

4 comments:

  1. You've been staying in an ALF for the past month now, and not once have I seen you with clean hair. Today, I had not seen you in almost a week, and waiting for the elevator, you were bitching about people taking too long, and in the car, you were bitching about other drivers not putting their flashers on when turning. And you say you do not want to live there, and are looking for somewhere else to live. Well, good luck with that. You are not a happy man. I get it.

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  2. And now you want me to drive you to Udisco on Decarie Boulevard, one of the busiest highways in Montreal! When I go to Montreal, I go by bus and by metro to avoid driving in town! And you want me to drive there for your PASSTIME?!??? Find a friend who has similar hobbies to go there with you.

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  3. Un de ses "chums" de moto est descendu dans la cave hier et n'en revenait pas du ménage. Qualifiant l'ancien état de notre sous-sol: "Une chatte n'y aurait pas retrouvé ses petits!"

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  4. En entrant au salon commun, tu me dis: "Elle, c'est mon amour." en parlant d'une dame assise qui nous salue de la main avec un beau sourire. Et quand d'autres personnes sont présentes, tu ne portes pas attention à moi, si ce n'est que pour leur dire que "Elle, c'est ma femme". Et quand je m'en vais, tu ne me regardes pas partir. Impressionner les gens semble beaucoup plus important pour toi, maintenant, que de renforcer ce qui nous lie.

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