Things right now are getting better, but not.
So my husband has finally left being a supporter of Daesh (ISIS/ISIL).
At first I didn’t believe it but he has. And I’m happy. He is now more like a Shi’ah Muslim. I have no problem with it as long as he is better, and not like before.
So when we talk religious affairs now, he almost seems like a friend. But it ends there.
I’m not supposed to listen to music out loud because it attracts devils. Music and dancing is evil.
He’s much nicer to the kidz, but doesn’t spend as much time on them as I’d like.
He still tells me about things that will send me to hell. He hasn’t tried to mend anything. He is all about religion and nothing can be personal. No personal love or anything like that.
When he was bad, I understood my place in things. Now that he’s added some niceness to it. Now I’m back to being to being confused. Right when I thought he was changing, he hasn’t completely changed. Grrrr. Now I’m torn between feeling guilty and validated.
I’m feeling a bit twisted about it.