The assignment for this week is to write an intro to a specific scene and then write the scene using image/moment.
I need a scene that describes how I hang on to a relationship that should be over. Or maybe, it’s about the anger I get from Carl.
My husband is the angriest person I know. Just about everything I say or do sets him off these days. When he’s really mad, he screams and me. Calls me horrible names. Sometimes spit flies from his mouth. His face turns a purple red. Big veins pop out in his neck. I wondered the last time he got into the worst rage he’s ever been in if he’d finally go over and hit me. If he ever did when he is that angry, I think he’d kill me.
What was it that pissed him off so bad that time?
What does he do when he is mad?
Slams doors. Drives fast. Jams on brakes. Throws things. Breaks things. Slams the phone down. Talks jibberish in phone to drown out the person he’s talking to, or holds it away from his ear so he can’t hear at all.
How do I feel when he is crazy mad?
My heart pounds in my chest.
My mouth dries up.
I’m afraid.
I usually make comments, egging it on.
That was the first time in 21 years that I didn’t respond to his anger. Didn’t make a smart ass comment to counter him.
I was to frightened to speak.
He was so mad. Screaming at me. Jabbing his finger at me.
Spit flew from his mouth.
I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
Slurring his words.
Face purple.
Veins in his neck bulging.
This wasn’t the same as his usual anger. He was exploding. Hanging on to what ever thin line he had, to keep from losing it all. Keep from killing me.
He scared me.
A month later, I left for Hollywood California on a travel nurse job with my kids and my mom.
Running away.
A peace descended on me as I pulled out of the driveway.
I regretted leaving my 2 dogs and cats. But he would feed them. Take care of them.
I just wanted to get away from the stress.
My daily headaches stopped. I didn’t realize that until 2 weeks after I left and I got a little headache. Amazing.
We head back to Chattanooga Tennessee the last weekend in March.
I’m thinking of taking a travel job in Nashville in May. 2 hours from my home. I would prefer to stay in my own home, but I need more ‘away’ time – from him.
Not sure where I’ll go with all of this.
