Name change for this, as is very outing if anyone I know IRL reads it.
I'm really feeling like I've had enough of everything at the moment. I'm sure IABU but have nowhere else to vent.
I'm mid menopause, on HRT which is helping. DS is 13 and just hitting teenage angst - he is really hard work at the moment. He constantly wants something - usually that costs at least £100 plus and drives me mad going on and on and on about getting whatever it is. When he doesn't get it he gets really stroppy and angry. I know most of this is teenage crap.
He is an only child, not through choice - I had 4 pregnancies in total and he was the only one that made it. I had terrible guilt for years that I couldn't give him a sibling but came to terms with it. Recently he has been very stroppy that he is an only child and has given me a hard time about it. He has been lonely in lockdown - we live very rurally so he can't just pop out in the street to see friends (not that he could in lockdown anyway.) And he now seems to be suffering with anxiety attacks which are very draining for him and me.
At the beginning of lockdown he decided he wanted a pet snake. I said if he saved up for it he could get it (not believing he would save the money or stick to that idea - he is always saving for something and then changes his mind.)
DH said no snake in this house. DS devastated. I said to DH - it will never happen so just let him fantasise.
He saved his socks off, DM gave him quite a bit towards it and suddenly 2 weeks ago he had enough money to get everything he needed and the snake.
So I took him off and we bought the tank etc. DH said I want a proper lock on the tank and I'm never going in his room again. Fair enough.
Got the snake, all good. DS over the moon - very good at looking after it.
DH now really moody, if the snake escapes he says he'll kill it. He says he doesn't want to be in the house anymore because of it. Now tells me he has always been absolutely terrified of snakes (although I have seen photo evidence of him holding one and seen him hold one once IRL)
DS now beyond anxious that something will happen to his snake. He's had a major meltdown most days about something seeming irrelevant but when I break it down with him it always comes back to something awful happening to the snake. He has also apologised to DH for bringing a snake into the house, to which DH said he'll just have to learn to live with it.
I've got my own issues with DH anyway and in the back of my mind can't see our marriage lasting forever. We seem to have grown apart over the last few years, never really go out together - he doesn't want to. We only have sex if I initiate it and I haven't bothered for the last few months, he hasn't tried or asked me if anything is wrong. I have tried talking to him about the lack of sex over the years but he won't discuss it, we even had counselling years ago about it and it didn't really make any difference. So I have accepted that for the time being this is my life. I go out with my friends whenever I want to so I'm not sat at home. But it would be nice to go out as a couple every now and again, and to be touched/cuddled.9
DH doesn't really have any friends that he meets up with, he's still in touch with quite a few old friends but not socially. He does a sport and has lots of 'acquaintances' through that, although due to Covid that is all on the back burner at the moment.
Anyway, I just feel like I've had enough of him moaning about the snake. DS alternating between major meltdowns and anger and 'it's not fair'. DH just gets angry with DS which of course adds more fuel to the fire. Today I've had an hour of anxiety meltdowns with DS first thing, then DH comes home from work grumpy because he feels he is ignored by other managers in decision making (I'm sensing a theme here), but not prepared to stick his head up and say anything. Then DS going on and on and on and on about wanting a £300 pool for the garden - we don't have a spare £300 to spend on one even if we wanted to. DH moaning that all DS ever does is want more. And then back to moaning about the snake. The snake that is teeny tiny, is in a locked vivarium, in DS's bedroom. Only comes out from one of it's hides at night. It's not a king cobra it's a baby corn snake.
I've said to DH that if I'd honestly known how much it would bother him I would never had let DS get it, but to be fair DH didn't really make it that clear how bothered he was. I just wish I could get up and walk away from it all right now.
If you've got this far - thank you for reading, I know IABU and I should just LTB
, but I needed a safe space to vent!!