- Dec 1, 2013
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Or maybe I need to vent. I hope it doesn't come across that way.
I know every situation has two sides. So please forgive me if I see only my own too clearly.
I've been married 4-1/2 years, second marriage for me, first for him. Things have always been a little rocky probably due largely to the fact that I probably learned bad habits in my first marriage which was very long-term but not really healthy, and also we have some real differences in the way we communicate and relate that are hard to bridge.
There are just so many stressors. Money has always been tight, and I'm an extremely frugal person. We do have a little bit in the bank for the first time ever, and he's working (though he always feels his job is in danger, since he's in construction). I saw him spending money on several things that seemed a bit frivolous to me, several hundred dollars, and since we had some in the bank, I thought we'd be fine. I did some shopping with the Black Friday weekend sales, no more than he'd recently spent, for Christmas and the house (we also just moved).
Well, he got angry, called me irresponsible, and demanded my credit and debit cards. I'm back to have to asking him for gas for my car and money for groceries. I don't like being called these things - I'm still wearing the same pair of sandals from several years ago and some warm shoes would be nice for winter. I also am trying to clear up an eye infection without going to the doctor since I don't have insurance. I'm the one that does the taxes, compares insurance policies and utility companies, and handles all the "hard stuff" - and that's originally my personal bank account he just took my cards for. It just feels very insulting. He said he needed to "take control".
He also gave me an ultimatum to finish the bedroom within a week. As I said, we'd recently moved, and I have a kind of house-ADD where I tend to work in many rooms at once. I know it's not the best way to accomplish anything since it ends up looking like a mess everywhere, and suddenly comes together all at once. I can understand him feeling that way. But I have finished the kitchen and dining room, living room almost finished (I wanted to get that done first because I want to decorate for Christmas now). He spends most of his time alone in the bedroom though, so I will do that if it will make him happy. I can do it in less than 2 days. I just don't like being given ultimatums and having "my area" dictated.
One of the biggest problems is my daughter from a previous marriage. She is almost grown, and she was gone from me for the past 6 years because my ex took her and fled. I only just got her back this year, and she has been abused by her stepmother. I'm sure she's not perfect, but she's a great kid. She doesn't ask for much, doesn't stay out late, run with friends, drink or smoke or do drugs, makes good grades in school, doesn't sass. She doesn't always wash dishes right as she uses them, lets her room get a little messy, doesn't want to go to church, and likes to see her boyfriend once or twice a week (she hangs out with him and his family). But my husband feels that she and I disrespect him, that we somehow join together against him, and that she is secretly a bad kid and I'm missing it. I know mothers tend to be blind to their kids' faults, but he has a very dark opinion of her and I honestly don't know where it's coming from.
He tend to be critical of any little thing either of us forget - like he insists the coffee pot be unplugged after use. One day I left the TV on for the cats (they tend to fight and I'm trying to prevent it). He got angry that I left it on.
I've tried pointing out when he fails to put the milk in the fridge or turn off the stove, in a gentle way, just to lead into the fact that we are none of us perfect, but that backfires. It seems my daughter and I are always being blamed for things.
I know he was struggling with depression for some months, and it was pretty severe I think. He wouldn't get out of bed, or if he did, he refused to go anywhere. I don't need him to spend money on me, but just to go do something - even a picnic in the park or a walk or visiting friends? - but we've been out of the house together very few times in quite a few months. I admit I really lost my patience with that and tried going out by myself once, but that turned out to be a bad idea. (I went to Sonic and spent $2 on a tea and happy-hour appetizers, then drove along the beach road and stopped in at Goodwill and bought a little knick-knack.)
We haven't been to church much in a long time. After we moved we couldn't agree on a church, so we visited many, many churches for a couple of years. (Editing to say, because this may make it clearer - there were times I wanted to go to a church but he wasn't "feeling it" ... every church just wasn't it for him, he'd find something wrong in all of them - it's not that we just fought about each one - though after many months I was ready to stay in almost ANY church just to have one) But then I think we just gave up. I've been to church maybe 5 times this year, and I used to go that many times a week (I used to always be very involved in church, and not having a church home prevents me from getting involved and I have no ongoing fellowship). We did go today. I was staying home because he wouldn't go, but now it's my fault and he's ready to go. I guess that's good. I had a VERY HARD time not crying when we walked in the door and the greeter was nice to me.
I'm just so tired.
He's always so angry about my daughter, and he feels like I take her side. I tried to tell him that yes, I DO try to shield her ... because I didn't know where she was all those years and I found out she was being abused, and I wasn't able to protect her. Now I am probably over-compensating, but I don't want our "Christian" home to be just as tense for her as her father's home was. It's very important to me to provide her a good example.
And I do love my husband. I do. He has many fine qualities that I admire very much. He's a hard worker, he's very smart, he loves God, I'm physically attracted to him, and sometimes we have had great conversations, he has made me laugh and has been very kind to me at times. We're just in this rut now for so long, and I'm so very tired, I'm starting to feel like I'm wrung out and can't keep doing this.
I miss him being there for me emotionally, and being so critical most of the time instead. I don't like feeling as though I have to choose between him and my daughter. And honestly, she thanks me for doing things for her, wants to help me, will discuss things with me. I enjoy being with her, and I don't get to enjoy being with him often. So there's probably some truth to how he feels, but we're caught in a downward spiral.
Part of me says I will just finish unpacking, decorate the house, make him nice meals, try to fix myself up as nicely as possible, and say things to build him up. And maybe it will work. But if I try to do it all again, and it fails again, I'm afraid I will run out of whatever I need to fuel my ability to do it again next time. I'm almost there now.
Looking back, it sounds like maybe I'm complaining a lot, and I'm sorry if that's how it sounds. It's hard to give someone a glimpse into your life, and what things are really like, without distorting it to be worse or not as bad. And I know this is terribly long and wonder if anyone even cares to read so much. I guess I've gotten my thoughts in order while typing it though, so it has helped me already.
So thanks for letting me post here.
I know every situation has two sides. So please forgive me if I see only my own too clearly.
I've been married 4-1/2 years, second marriage for me, first for him. Things have always been a little rocky probably due largely to the fact that I probably learned bad habits in my first marriage which was very long-term but not really healthy, and also we have some real differences in the way we communicate and relate that are hard to bridge.
There are just so many stressors. Money has always been tight, and I'm an extremely frugal person. We do have a little bit in the bank for the first time ever, and he's working (though he always feels his job is in danger, since he's in construction). I saw him spending money on several things that seemed a bit frivolous to me, several hundred dollars, and since we had some in the bank, I thought we'd be fine. I did some shopping with the Black Friday weekend sales, no more than he'd recently spent, for Christmas and the house (we also just moved).
Well, he got angry, called me irresponsible, and demanded my credit and debit cards. I'm back to have to asking him for gas for my car and money for groceries. I don't like being called these things - I'm still wearing the same pair of sandals from several years ago and some warm shoes would be nice for winter. I also am trying to clear up an eye infection without going to the doctor since I don't have insurance. I'm the one that does the taxes, compares insurance policies and utility companies, and handles all the "hard stuff" - and that's originally my personal bank account he just took my cards for. It just feels very insulting. He said he needed to "take control".
He also gave me an ultimatum to finish the bedroom within a week. As I said, we'd recently moved, and I have a kind of house-ADD where I tend to work in many rooms at once. I know it's not the best way to accomplish anything since it ends up looking like a mess everywhere, and suddenly comes together all at once. I can understand him feeling that way. But I have finished the kitchen and dining room, living room almost finished (I wanted to get that done first because I want to decorate for Christmas now). He spends most of his time alone in the bedroom though, so I will do that if it will make him happy. I can do it in less than 2 days. I just don't like being given ultimatums and having "my area" dictated.
One of the biggest problems is my daughter from a previous marriage. She is almost grown, and she was gone from me for the past 6 years because my ex took her and fled. I only just got her back this year, and she has been abused by her stepmother. I'm sure she's not perfect, but she's a great kid. She doesn't ask for much, doesn't stay out late, run with friends, drink or smoke or do drugs, makes good grades in school, doesn't sass. She doesn't always wash dishes right as she uses them, lets her room get a little messy, doesn't want to go to church, and likes to see her boyfriend once or twice a week (she hangs out with him and his family). But my husband feels that she and I disrespect him, that we somehow join together against him, and that she is secretly a bad kid and I'm missing it. I know mothers tend to be blind to their kids' faults, but he has a very dark opinion of her and I honestly don't know where it's coming from.
He tend to be critical of any little thing either of us forget - like he insists the coffee pot be unplugged after use. One day I left the TV on for the cats (they tend to fight and I'm trying to prevent it). He got angry that I left it on.
I've tried pointing out when he fails to put the milk in the fridge or turn off the stove, in a gentle way, just to lead into the fact that we are none of us perfect, but that backfires. It seems my daughter and I are always being blamed for things.
I know he was struggling with depression for some months, and it was pretty severe I think. He wouldn't get out of bed, or if he did, he refused to go anywhere. I don't need him to spend money on me, but just to go do something - even a picnic in the park or a walk or visiting friends? - but we've been out of the house together very few times in quite a few months. I admit I really lost my patience with that and tried going out by myself once, but that turned out to be a bad idea. (I went to Sonic and spent $2 on a tea and happy-hour appetizers, then drove along the beach road and stopped in at Goodwill and bought a little knick-knack.)
We haven't been to church much in a long time. After we moved we couldn't agree on a church, so we visited many, many churches for a couple of years. (Editing to say, because this may make it clearer - there were times I wanted to go to a church but he wasn't "feeling it" ... every church just wasn't it for him, he'd find something wrong in all of them - it's not that we just fought about each one - though after many months I was ready to stay in almost ANY church just to have one) But then I think we just gave up. I've been to church maybe 5 times this year, and I used to go that many times a week (I used to always be very involved in church, and not having a church home prevents me from getting involved and I have no ongoing fellowship). We did go today. I was staying home because he wouldn't go, but now it's my fault and he's ready to go. I guess that's good. I had a VERY HARD time not crying when we walked in the door and the greeter was nice to me.
I'm just so tired.
He's always so angry about my daughter, and he feels like I take her side. I tried to tell him that yes, I DO try to shield her ... because I didn't know where she was all those years and I found out she was being abused, and I wasn't able to protect her. Now I am probably over-compensating, but I don't want our "Christian" home to be just as tense for her as her father's home was. It's very important to me to provide her a good example.
And I do love my husband. I do. He has many fine qualities that I admire very much. He's a hard worker, he's very smart, he loves God, I'm physically attracted to him, and sometimes we have had great conversations, he has made me laugh and has been very kind to me at times. We're just in this rut now for so long, and I'm so very tired, I'm starting to feel like I'm wrung out and can't keep doing this.
I miss him being there for me emotionally, and being so critical most of the time instead. I don't like feeling as though I have to choose between him and my daughter. And honestly, she thanks me for doing things for her, wants to help me, will discuss things with me. I enjoy being with her, and I don't get to enjoy being with him often. So there's probably some truth to how he feels, but we're caught in a downward spiral.
Part of me says I will just finish unpacking, decorate the house, make him nice meals, try to fix myself up as nicely as possible, and say things to build him up. And maybe it will work. But if I try to do it all again, and it fails again, I'm afraid I will run out of whatever I need to fuel my ability to do it again next time. I'm almost there now.
Looking back, it sounds like maybe I'm complaining a lot, and I'm sorry if that's how it sounds. It's hard to give someone a glimpse into your life, and what things are really like, without distorting it to be worse or not as bad. And I know this is terribly long and wonder if anyone even cares to read so much. I guess I've gotten my thoughts in order while typing it though, so it has helped me already.
So thanks for letting me post here.
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