This is a long one...
We married when we were 21, ridiculously young, but we have survived some of life's worse experiences, 3 wonderful kids later, 2 horrendous incidents of nearly losing two of the children due to illness, a redundancy, a miscarriage and two cancer scares, safe to say we've been through it, most of the time I feel like he is my best friend and there is no one else I'd rather spend my time just being silly with
But there's also the bad side, the side that doesn't defend me to his parents when I try and explain that of course my kids want to roll down the hill at the pub, the side that finds blame at my feet when he admits to getting too drunk and slapping me, the side that regularly loses his temper with the children for just being children....
We've made up time and time again because I believe he genuinely does have a good soul, but tonight we've turned up at a restaurant for my birthday and it turns out he's got the date completely wrong, I'm completely humiliated and finding it difficult to say it's fine, again... Yet he got up early this morning to make me a birthday cake.... So am I being completely unreasonable or wasting my time? Have zero friends so resorting to the internet to do my venting 🙃