I had a posh night out last night in London with a group of friends. We had been planning it for 3 months, and I'd been so looking forward to getting glammed up and going to a fancy restaurant and seeing my friends. The only opportunity I get to do nights out or nice things like that is if I go out with friends. Husband just sees it as a waste of money so we never go out just the two of us on a date night or to anywhere nice. I'd saved up a bit of cash each month specifically for the night, I was the main organiser in my group of friends and secured a coveted table at a fancy restaurant with my credit card,
We are due to go on holiday next week. My 12yr son has been struggling with travel anxiety in the months leading up to our holiday so we had made an appointment yesterday morning to take our son to a child psychologist an hour away from our house. But 20 mins before we were due to leave the guy text and said his car had broken down. The only alternate times he could offer was 8pm last night or a day next week while we would have already gone on our holiday.
I said we couldn't do last night because I had my night out which he's obviously known about for ages, but perhaps the guy could do a zoom session. Husband got angry and kept shaking his head and rolling his eyes at me in disbelief because I wasn't willing to cancel my plans. Was calling me a terrible mother and saying I'm selfish. (FYI we have a younger child that I would have needed to stay home with which is why my husband and son couldn't have gone on their own)
I went out on my night out and had a nice time seeing my friends while my son did the session on zoom. But I spent the night feeling like complete shit (I have adhd and emotional disregulation so I feel things very harshly and take things very personally). But the thing is when we were trying to make the initial appointment my husband originally dismissed an 8pm appointment because it was an hours drive there and back and felt it was too late to take my son to something like that so late in the evening as we wouldn't even get home until 10.
So, am I terrible? Was IBU to have gone?