A Long Week, But a Productive One

Sometimes I wonder how I get through the weeks in one piece.  This past week I interviewed for a new position at work that would limit my exposure to mold so that I could have a healthier working environment.  My employer has been incredibly supportive through this whole process.

The part that has been hardest for me is how it affects me at home and my past ability to contribute there.  I have really thought long and hard about what my wife needs from me.  The biggest thing that she needs from me is help around the house and with our daughter.  While I recognize that I do sometimes need time to be alone and decompress...

As a husband and a father, sometimes I just need to suck it up for a little until my daughter is asleep and the chores around the house are done.  As I said, I thought about this for a long time and I have wanted to commit to being that man again - the man she fell in love with.  I had PTSD when I met her, so I know I am capable of being that man again, in spite of everything.  I have wanted to do this for a while, but I wanted to make sure that I was emotionally stable when I verbally made that commitment to her.  The last thing I wanted was to set myself up for failure and hurt and disappoint my wife.  She deserves so much more than I have been giving her.

Yesterday at work, I suddenly realized I was ready to commit.  I called my wife on lunch and told her not to make plans for the evening.  I made reservations at our favorite restaurant and I talked to Dani about my thoughts and renewed my commitment to her.

Last night was good for us both.  My parents were watching Caley so that Dani and I could get an adult night out. It was wonderful and we talked about all of the obstacles we had overcome in the past year.  When everything was said and done, Dani recognized that there was something different about the way I was committing this time.  I think we both felt it.  Like we were finally closing the door on everything that has happened the past few years.

So no all that is left is to follow through.  And I am.  I will.  If I have a bad day, I wait until everything is taken care of for the day and then I can take my 'leave me the fuck alone to decompress' time.  Being there for my daughter and my wife make this all worthwhile.

*NOTE*  I know I have a lot of people to write back to via email.  I apologize for the delay and will write responses as soon as I am able.