I keep thinking of this thread.
Today: I asked my AH "did you call the mediation attorney to schedule our meeting?"
Him: No, uh, I didn't get around to it (I guess 18 holes of golf got in the way today...he's barely working anymore, he just drinks and golfs)
Me: OK, well, we need to schedule that meeting.
Him: I know. It just that it's just not that fun to think about.
Me: I know it's not fun. It's sad. I feel very sad when we do attorney stuff. I am very sad about our marriage ending, but I don't know what else we can do at this point since you are not willing to address your alcoholism.
Him: Well, what are you doing to address your side of things? (Giving up the horses). He says this with such innocence and charm.
I just stood there and looked at him. I had to resist the urge to laugh and grunt out a big "Quack!"
It's amazing how skilfully he shifts the blame back onto me. It messes with my head. I'm just so tired of it.