04-19-2019, 12:00 AM
Aaannndd. Rough night with the wife again. She had a bad day at work, and came home sad. I was supportive, and I’d spent all the time since I’d gotten up working around the house and cooking. Then I went upstairs to get ready for work. When I came down she went off on me for a series of inconsequential things. I mean things like forgetting to put a container away in the cupboard. You’d think that I’d spent our son’s college fund on hookers and meth. Normally, this would have made me very upset. I’d be grinding my teeth to nubs, and there’d be a high probability I’d blow up back at her, which I don’t want to do in front of our son. Not this time though. I called her out on mistreating me every time she did, but I did it calmly. I felt almost serene in the middle of the storm. Mind you this seemed to tick her off even more, but I really didn’t care. She got pretty degrading, and an odd thing happened. I started to find it funny. She said something which was hugely insulting, but actually was pretty funny, and I genuinely laughed. I don’t mean in a derisive way, I mean just because it WAS funny (I must admit she is very good at being snarky). She wasn’t getting to me at ALL. Not on the level she usually does anyway. I kind of switched tactics. I left without saying goodbye or anything. (To her, our son of course got the usual level of cheerful affection) Tomorrow when I get home it’s going to be the same thing.
It does anger me on a deeper level. I am a friking awesome husband, and she’s lucky to have me, Hell, I do most of the housework and cooking because of her illness. But she continues to treat me like dirt whenever she gets upset on uncomfortable. Today something happened at work that made her feel small, so she tried to make herself feel big by belittling me. That’s sad really. From here on, I think the more she acts like that, the more I’m going to detach. I just hope whatever plays out can do so without mental harm to my son. If that doesn’t work, well, there are other women out there who would understand what they had and treat me accordingly.
It does anger me on a deeper level. I am a friking awesome husband, and she’s lucky to have me, Hell, I do most of the housework and cooking because of her illness. But she continues to treat me like dirt whenever she gets upset on uncomfortable. Today something happened at work that made her feel small, so she tried to make herself feel big by belittling me. That’s sad really. From here on, I think the more she acts like that, the more I’m going to detach. I just hope whatever plays out can do so without mental harm to my son. If that doesn’t work, well, there are other women out there who would understand what they had and treat me accordingly.
