No, H did not kill me, nor did he get upset like I thought he would; possibly because he knows all this to be true. I can only imagine how difficult it must be for him to go back through all the words we’ve exchanged, leading up to where we are today. Well, all I can say to him, like he always says to me, is, join the club!
Over the last three days, H has been very quiet. He is afraid I’m going to quote him on anything he says. Even though I tell him it’s off the record, he says he doesn’t trust me and doesn’t want to incriminate himself. Still, I can’t help but wonder how long this quietness will lasts before he starts talking.
H has told me that my plan is to make him hate me. It sounds as though he is taking this blog way too personal, by reading between the lines, while avoiding all the pain he has caused me. I don’t think he fully understands the impact this has had on me. Not only has my health been affected, but my character and everything I once stood for as a person, has been damaged to the point of no return. The “me” that once was, is now gone forever.
According to feedback I have received from H so far, there are things that are not accurate in what I have written and they need to be set straight. He says he will go through each and every post and comment. If he does follow through with this, it will be quite interesting, not only for myself, but for those of you who have been following our story.
Fever inside the Storm 
Oh I am so frustrated for you, this is exactly what my husband was like. He misunderstood everything about emotions and just thought like a robot sometimes.