The Escape Plan

We have an escape plan.  My girlfriends are driving out to get me.  We’re loading up a U-Haul and I’m going home.  I have a place to live and several leads on jobs.  I opened a bank account in my own name and I’m making the big move in two weeks... and Mr. Hyde doesn’t know.

I’m terrified to tell him because I’m not sure how he’s going to react.  He might be understanding and supportive one minute but nasty and vindictive the next; t’s a crap shoot and I’m afraid to take the gamble.  It would be different if I was the only one dealing with his mood swings, but my 14-year-old son lives with us and I’m worried about how Mr. Hyde’s mood swings will affect him.

I tried to be really careful, but with Mr. Hyde checking all my email accounts, it was bound to happen. He found a confirmation email for my new bank account.  He confronted me about it and blocked my exit by holding the bathroom door closed until I answered his questions. 

He was yelling in my face and I felt closed in and scared.  I caved and told him about the bank account.  Then he was all over my butt about everything.

He was cursing and yelling, saying I was playing games with our marriage.  He went on and on about all the things he tried to do for me and how I never did anything for him. I was thoughtless, inconsiderate and just plain crazy.  I told him my son and I never received an apology for his behavior the previous week.  He pounded on my son’s door and said, “Hey, I’m sorry I called you a delinquent and your sister a slut.”  Then he turned to me and yelled, “I apologized, ok?” 

Yeah, it sounded really sincere.  He stormed out of the house and went to work.