My accident was on a Thursday and I was back at work on Tuesday. Without a vehicle, Brad had to drive me to and from the office. After a traumatic weekend, pretty much apart, it was very interesting to be stuck in a car with him for an hour on the way to work (yes, LA traffic turns a 10 minute drive into an hour drive). We really did not have much to say to each other. He did not ask me if I was ready for work, nor did he ask me how I was generally feeling. And I was on edge because the morning commute was dramatically bringing back memories of the accident. Every move Brad would make, I was like, "Brad, don't. That's too fast. Don't break so hard. Ah, watch out. You didn't come to a complete stop..." Now it was he, who was on edge.
The first car ride of many for the next two months. It is interesting what developed of our relationship as a result.
I ended up getting a ride home that night from a girl at work.
Signed,
marcieanna
The first car ride of many for the next two months. It is interesting what developed of our relationship as a result.
I ended up getting a ride home that night from a girl at work.
Signed,
marcieanna
Interesting...Brad is reminding me of 'Big' from Sex & the City (works a lot & isn't a big communicator in and about the relationship). I don't know if that's actually accurate, but I just happen to be currently re-watching the seasons every night before bed, so it's on my brain, lol. :)
ReplyDeleteHmm. I have heard this about car wreck victims...that the post traumatic is very difficult to deal with. I hope is is getting better!
ReplyDeleteAND I agree with Kitty on the 'Big' comment! Your B seems to not be able to process what has happened because he is burying himself in work...avoiding out of fear?