I'm pretty sure i'm not but usually things have a way of being my fault most of the time....
Yesterday I was very very hurt and upset by something that happened with my parents and my brother but that's a whole other thread.
At around half 8 last night I just needed some space and time to myself so went out for a drive and tbh a good sob to myself. Dh knew why I had gone for a drive and why I was so upset.
After I had got it of my system I drove home expecting dh to give me a big hug and tell me I'm loved and its their problem not mine. But no....he'd gone to bed and was fast asleep.....the only one there for me was my cat.
I felt so hurt that my dh wasn't waiting to comfort me and that his bed was more important. it wasn't late it was half ten