who’s wrong? long post!
long post so sorry thanks for reading if you do!
in FL so husband is off work for a few days for the storm. He was playing with our two year old while i made some lunch, and our two year old accidentally kicked him in the balls. he freaked out and yelled G** D*mn and F*ck and jumped off the couch and went to the bathroom and slammed the bedroom door and the bathroom door so hard the whole house shook and a picture frame fell off the wall. Now im a woman so i might not full understand how bad it feels, but my son has cracked me in the head with toys or bit me and even knocked a candle off the counter on my foot that busted and covered me in glass(just to name a few there’s many more instances where he’s hurt me too) and i have never reacted like that. i may take a second to gather myself or need to walk away but i have never screamed and yelled and slammed the doors like that. So obviously i got a little upset because, my kid was scared and upset. he didn’t know that it hurt and he didn’t even mean to kick his dad there. i honestly don’t even know how the argument festered from there but when he came out of the bedroom i said i understand he hurt him but it’s not okay to act that way regardless and all he kept saying was i don’t understand i don’t understand which sure i don’t have nuts but nothing in my eyes excuses that behavior after a baby accidentally hurt you. and i said if you were too for whatever reason get hit at work, you wouldn’t act like that.. would you? and all he could say was he wouldn’t get hit at work. Anyways it got escalated from there pretty much bc i said it’s obviously illogical that you’d get hit in the balls at work but the question is if you did for whatever reason would you act that way and he just started screaming and yelling at me calling me a narcissist all while holding our 2 year old, plus i’m also 5 months pregnant. i’ve told him before we don’t need to fight in front of our kids, both sets of our parents always fought in our childhood and it really messed us up in a lot of ways, and we still struggle from it to this day(obviously) and that if we cannot stop and find a common ground on how to handle disputes or disagreements or inconveniences in another way then we do not need to be together. and he attacked me and said i’m not happy anyways i’m miserable nothing he does can ever make me happy and he’s made it to where i haven’t had to work in two years, and i’m ungrateful so i can try to find someone else that’ll make me happy and take care of our kids but it’s not gonna happen and i’ll be sad and miserable and raising two kids alone.
Which i am miserable, that’s true. I do not have to work a job, that’s true. But we are currently living with my in laws, who treat me as their maid. It would probably be less work, working a full time job and putting my son in daycare. I make everyone’s beds in the morning after they all go to work, round up all the dirty clothes, start the washer, round up all the trash from bathrooms and dishes from around the house, then make breakfast for my son. Then i take the trash out, do the dishes, put baby down for a nap, fold and put away the laundry, sweep mop and vaccum the house, and then after baby gets up we make lunch and play til everyone gets home then i cook dinner. give baby a bath, put him to bed THEN i eat and clean up dinner and finally go to bed. If all of those things are not done every single day by the time someone gets home i am lazy, ungrateful, and i don’t do anything but sit on my ass all day. i also keep the dog and cat(neither are ours) all day and feed take them out and clean up after them also. so again it’s all true i don’t work and i am miserable, but who wouldn’t be? i’ve become a glorified house keeping service to my husbands family. It was supposed to be temporary, and we only moved in to help her catch up with her mortgage as she was days away from losing her home, and our lease was up anyways but it’s been over a year now.
i used to have crippling an anxiety issues, and had to take serious medicine, but once i got pregnant i stopped taking it for my sons health. i didn’t have an anxiety attack the whole pregnancy or after until now. but after the argument i excused myself because i could feel it coming and i don’t want my son to see me that way, so i went to the bathroom(without slamming any doors) and broke down and i was hyperventilating and throwing up as one does during an anxiety attack, and he brought our son in there and just stood over me asking what the fuck is wrong with me and why i’d do this to myself and ask if i think it’s healthy for the baby i’m pregnant with to be hyperventilating like that and just belittling me for having an anxiety attack pretty much. i could hardly get any words out to say please get out but eventually he left the bathroom and left me to calm down on my own. He came in the bathroom and said “we can’t do this it’s not healthy for our kids and it’s not my fault or your fault it’s both our faults we really need to work on it for our kids sake” and i said i’ve been telling him this anytime we have an argument for weeks and he just asked if i was okay for him to leave as he had plans with his friend. and that was that. So i’m just laying here with our napping son wondering where i even go
from here because he’s right it’s not healthy and i truly don’t feel myself or our kids deserve this. i don’t think i’m wrong, i might’ve said some things i shouldn’t have but at the end of the day i was just trying to protect my son from the things i never got protected from.
what do y’all think? am i in the wrong? is this silly to leave him over if i’m the one who caused it?
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