Angel6127
06-12-2007, 08:25 PM
From the looks of some of the posts I've read in here, I should probably be looking elsewhere for moral support, but if there's anyone out there that would like to help me through a crisis, could you please respond?
My husband and I have been working side by side in the construction industry for most of the 17 years we've been married. We had our own business metal framing residential homes. Since the economy went to hell and the housing boom died out, so did our business.
At the beginning of the year, I started building a greenhouse and got my plants started, and we had planned to build a nursery business and let our property that we have worked so hard for make our living for us for awhile.
In Feb. my father had a heart attack and open heart surgery and I went down to stay with him for awhile. In the mean time, our work completely ended, all the plants died and my husband decided the we were going to become a husband-wife driving team. He went and enrolled in driving school and a few days later filled me in on the news.
Still depressed about the loss of my breast to cancer a few years ago, all the memories of my agonizing child hood rushing back while I was nursing my dad back to health, the worry of losing our jobs and possibly our home, now he tells me I'm going to have to either leave my home behind and go on the road with him or get used to seeing him a few days a month and stay here and work on my nursery business.
Is it just me, or does anyone else here think that he maybe should have at least mentioned to me his plans for our future before going through with them?
Well, anyway, he left me here in the middle of a nervous breakdown to go for his orientation and training. I tried to deal with it and accept his decission. I was doing alright for the first few weeks. Then I had words with his trainer. He would sometimes call me and relay messages for my husband if my husband was driving. But then he started telling me about getting flashed by these cute girls with these big firm breasts and going on and on about it. I kept trying to tell him that I was going to get an attitude if he didn't stop. I'm very self-conscience about it. I lost my breast and we didn't have insurance so we couldn't afford to have reconstructive surgery. Luckily, I wasn't big breasted to begin with, so if I wear a loose fitting top, you can't tell. But I still know the difference. Anyway, I finally just told him to have my hubby call me when he had a chance and hung up. I guess it made the guy mad and he kept calling me and appologizing and then hanging up on me.
The next day my husband calls and he's mad and tells me not to take things so personally and to get over it. That the guy is a nice guy and didn't realize he was making me uncomfortable. I don't know if he just didn't hear it all or what, but he knew I was having some big problems when he left and he knew it was going to get worse before it got better. I've never been away from him for more than a few days until my dad's surgery. And we've spent nearly 24/7 together for 17 years.
Well, he finally came home for a few days, I met the trainer, we both appologized and agreed to disagree sometimes. Now he's been gone for a week again. 3 days ago I found a lump on my other breast, and I'm getting worried about it. Last night I called him to try to talk to him and tell him about it and maybe just hear some reassuring words, but I can hardly hear him for all the guys in the background, can't tell if he's talking to me or to them, and when I ask him what he's doing someone in the background says out chasing women, then asks him who he's talking to. See, they've been at the yard getting work done on their truck for a few days. So what's the deal with these guys. Are they all idiots or do guys just think it's fun knowing there's a woman home going through a hard time and enjoy trying to finish pushing her completely over the edge?
Anyone else been through this? I'd love to find out how you handled it! My husband has always been kind of on the insensitive side, but he doesn't usually allow people to say or do things that he knows will bother me or make me mad. And he knows me well enough to know that that would bother me. I'm not just some prude. I've been working around mostly guys almost all of my life. I've heard my share of dirty jokes and read alot of nasty stuff on the port-o-let walls. I can usually handle it. I'm just going through a really tuff time right now, and his leaving just added to my problems. The least he could do is make it a little easier on me. Like quit having fun at my expense. Right?
Angel
My husband and I have been working side by side in the construction industry for most of the 17 years we've been married. We had our own business metal framing residential homes. Since the economy went to hell and the housing boom died out, so did our business.
At the beginning of the year, I started building a greenhouse and got my plants started, and we had planned to build a nursery business and let our property that we have worked so hard for make our living for us for awhile.
In Feb. my father had a heart attack and open heart surgery and I went down to stay with him for awhile. In the mean time, our work completely ended, all the plants died and my husband decided the we were going to become a husband-wife driving team. He went and enrolled in driving school and a few days later filled me in on the news.
Still depressed about the loss of my breast to cancer a few years ago, all the memories of my agonizing child hood rushing back while I was nursing my dad back to health, the worry of losing our jobs and possibly our home, now he tells me I'm going to have to either leave my home behind and go on the road with him or get used to seeing him a few days a month and stay here and work on my nursery business.
Is it just me, or does anyone else here think that he maybe should have at least mentioned to me his plans for our future before going through with them?
Well, anyway, he left me here in the middle of a nervous breakdown to go for his orientation and training. I tried to deal with it and accept his decission. I was doing alright for the first few weeks. Then I had words with his trainer. He would sometimes call me and relay messages for my husband if my husband was driving. But then he started telling me about getting flashed by these cute girls with these big firm breasts and going on and on about it. I kept trying to tell him that I was going to get an attitude if he didn't stop. I'm very self-conscience about it. I lost my breast and we didn't have insurance so we couldn't afford to have reconstructive surgery. Luckily, I wasn't big breasted to begin with, so if I wear a loose fitting top, you can't tell. But I still know the difference. Anyway, I finally just told him to have my hubby call me when he had a chance and hung up. I guess it made the guy mad and he kept calling me and appologizing and then hanging up on me.
The next day my husband calls and he's mad and tells me not to take things so personally and to get over it. That the guy is a nice guy and didn't realize he was making me uncomfortable. I don't know if he just didn't hear it all or what, but he knew I was having some big problems when he left and he knew it was going to get worse before it got better. I've never been away from him for more than a few days until my dad's surgery. And we've spent nearly 24/7 together for 17 years.
Well, he finally came home for a few days, I met the trainer, we both appologized and agreed to disagree sometimes. Now he's been gone for a week again. 3 days ago I found a lump on my other breast, and I'm getting worried about it. Last night I called him to try to talk to him and tell him about it and maybe just hear some reassuring words, but I can hardly hear him for all the guys in the background, can't tell if he's talking to me or to them, and when I ask him what he's doing someone in the background says out chasing women, then asks him who he's talking to. See, they've been at the yard getting work done on their truck for a few days. So what's the deal with these guys. Are they all idiots or do guys just think it's fun knowing there's a woman home going through a hard time and enjoy trying to finish pushing her completely over the edge?
Anyone else been through this? I'd love to find out how you handled it! My husband has always been kind of on the insensitive side, but he doesn't usually allow people to say or do things that he knows will bother me or make me mad. And he knows me well enough to know that that would bother me. I'm not just some prude. I've been working around mostly guys almost all of my life. I've heard my share of dirty jokes and read alot of nasty stuff on the port-o-let walls. I can usually handle it. I'm just going through a really tuff time right now, and his leaving just added to my problems. The least he could do is make it a little easier on me. Like quit having fun at my expense. Right?
Angel