Well, after a couple of mostly good weeks, we’ve had a clunker. I suppose we were due. So, I’m here seeking some advice.
First, some background. I drive a motorcoach for a charter bus company. This means that my schedule is completely unpredictable and I can come and go at all hours, any day of the week. When I sought this job a couple of years ago, my wife was completely on board (see what I did there?!) with it, even with the travel, etc. That has changed.
In my reading, I have learned that it is important to avoid “triggers”. Well, my job is a trigger. But, I can’t avoid it. I have to tell her “I’m going to be gone over night tomorrow.” or “I’ll be back around 2:00am tonight.” If I am going to keep going in this job, my job has to be a topic of discussion. Quitting is not an option. Aside from the financial consideration, my wife forbids me from quitting this job. She does not want to be responsible for quitting a job I enjoy. I get that and I do enjoy the actual work. I do NOT enjoy the guilt I feel every time I leave, every time I tell her about my next assignment, and so on. It’s gotten to where I hate to even tell her ordinary “about my day” types of stories because I just feel so awful.
So, the explosion this week. I don’t do very many overnight trips; my company (because I’ve asked them to) keeps me within several hours of home. But an overnight comes up every once in a while. I had a trip that left Monday and I returned on Tuesday. During that trip, I received orders to leave on another trip Wednesday and return Thursday (yesterday). I had a sick feeling the whole way home from the earlier trip. I knew this would be trouble. I tried to get out of the assignment, but, for various reasons, that was not possible. So I told her that I would be home only for about 18 hours before leaving on another overnight.
Wednesday morning, before I was to leave, there was shouting and smashing of things. “I fucking hate you!” was a common refrain. Stuff was thrown, smashed, and scattered about. There was primal screaming (not words, just scream). Great fun was had by all (not hardly). Anything I said was met with “You’re just turning this around and blaming me for everything!”
So, advice-seeking time. Even when calm, how do I discuss things without blaming everything on her/bipolar 2? When I am away from home, I always call in the evening. I was away Wednesday night and I didn’t call. She is now (on Friday) upset with me. I didn’t call (in spite of a few friendlier texts during the day) because the last I talked to her, she was screaming and smashing things. When I call or text and she doesn’t answer, it just tears me up inside. So, I just didn’t risk it. When I explained that (not the screaming and smashing part), she said again, “I’m just turning it around and blaming her.” I wish I had called, but I was genuinely fearful that nothing good would come from it.
I hope this makes sense. Sometimes, I think I’m losing my mind.
ETA: Yes, I am receiving counseling. My next appointment is Monday (which may be preempted by another work assignment). I just value y’all’s opinions, too.