I told my wife I want a divorce after she gave me a concussion. So, I got home from work and immediately started cleaning. Like two full hours of scrubbing the kitchen, washing dishes, picking up toys in the living room.
Then, I put my four-year-old daughter to bed and went to play with my son while still cleaning up around us. Normal dad stuff. I walked into the kitchen to toss a diaper, and my wife just went off on me.
Started screaming about how I haven't done anything since I got home. I was so confused because I'd literally been busting my ass for 2 hours straight. I asked her what she was talking about and listed everything I'd just done.
She didn't care. I was frustrated, so I left and started walking up the stairs. Then I felt something slam into the side of my head hard.
Like really hard. I turned around and saw this cardboard box on the ground. It was sealed and probably weighed 2 lb.
She'd thrown it at me from like 15 ft away with full force. I was dazed for a second. My head was ringing.
I went back down and asked her why she did that. She just kept yelling at me. Didn't even ask if I was okay.
No concern at all. I went back upstairs to sit with my son and tried to process what just happened. About 45 minutes later, my headache was getting worse.
The right side of my face felt weird and my jaw wasn't moving right. I handed her our son and told her I had to go to the ER because something wasn't right. She didn't stop me.
The ER confirmed it. Concussion. They told me to rest and watch for symptoms.
I didn't go home that night. I got a hotel room because I didn't feel safe. The next day, I started making calls to figure out what to do next.
The headache lasted eight full days. I had all these weird symptoms. Couldn't focus.
Got dizzy randomly. Trouble sleeping. I missed over a week of work.
It was scary, honestly. Here's the thing, though. This wasn't the first time.
This was the sixth time in seven years she'd gotten violent with me. But it was the first time she threw something. The other times it was pushing or hitting, but never with an object.
And I kept thinking, what if she'd grabbed something heavier? What if it was a glass bottle or something metal? And it's not just the violence.
For years now, she's been calling me names, belittling me constantly, threatening divorce whenever she's mad. I've been walking on eggshells around her for over a year. Nothing I do is right.
She refuses to apologize for anything ever. Even after the concussion, all she said was, "You know, I didn't mean it. I can't aim that well.
Like, that's supposed to make it better. We also haven't had any physical intimacy in 2 years. Medical issues from when our son was born, and she refuses any contact.
So, I'm living this weird, celibate lifestyle while getting abused. It hit me that I've been staying for the kids. But what kind of example am I setting?
I spent that whole week in a dark room listening to audiobooks between naps. Yesterday, I finally told her I can't do this anymore. I told her I've been uncomfortable around her, and I don't see any way to fix this.
I don't think I can ever emotionally open up to someone who hurt me like this. She immediately scheduled marriage counseling. Keeps saying I have to be willing to make it work.
Doesn't seem to get that you can't come back from giving your husband a concussion and not even apologizing. She keeps acting like this can just be water under the bridge.
