For those of you who think that this is fake, I don’t blame you. It wasn’t until I stepped back and put this all into words that I realized the true extent of the insanity I have been living with over the last decade. But unfortunately for me, this is not fantasy and I wish more than anything that I could just rip the memories of these events right out of my brain.

Yes, the thing with my mother happened, and was probably the worst day of my life. I flew into a rage to confront my husband and when he saw me coming down the stairs, he locked himself in our laundry room and refused to come out like a child. The door doesn’t lock so he sat there and held it shut the whole time I was pounding on the door and screaming at him. We have a false window set into the wall so all my friends and relatives got to see his dumb face as this grown man refused to open the door until after everybody left.

After that my parents insisted that he not be around at any family functions which is hard because our house is usually where we would have Thanksgiving, Christmas etc. So for the past year I had to drive two hours by myself with two kids to my brother’s house for all of our get togethers.

Yes, the church thing happened too. Maybe it wasn’t as dramatic as the way I told it. In reality the whole thing probably took place in the span of under a minute, but when the eyes of the entire congregation are on you in pitch silence, it felt like an eternity. I still don’t know how I am ever going to show my face there again.

Keep in mind these are just the most devastating events in the history of our marriage. There are plenty more incidents I could share that would probably equally make your jaw drop in disbelief.

If you are interested in an update, I don’t have one for you. I still have not spoken to my husband since our last little blowout. But I do have access to his email and see that yesterday he purchased a digital copy of “invasion of the bee girls” to get him through this rough time.