Hello, going to jump straight in as it’s going round and round my head.
My partner and I have been together 6 years and there’s always way more ups than downs. My partner has suffered two extremely close family deaths, his brother 15ish years ago and his father 6ish years ago. Up until this year, I hadn’t really experienced any close close deaths. My grandmother who practically raised me passed away suddenly in the summer a week after our baby was born, being unable to meet her newborn grandson due to Covid and finding out she had a week left to live the day I was told I had to have an emergency section.
I have always been patient, caring and empathetic towards my partner since the first time he told me about his losses, attempted to do everything or nothing for him to help depending on what he needs. He deals with his emotions through drink, every time something gets on top of him or there’s an anniversary, he drinks to numb his emotions (hence the patience). This coping mechanism derives from his brothers passing, he was living away from home with students and since has always coped with stressors with alcohol.
Yesterday our children and myself were decorating the house or attempting to with a 6 month old when it all became too much for him and he went to the pub. Granted the two older children were also driving me insane (13DD and 11DS) with their arguing. I thought nothing of it assuming it was the stress of decorations, tangled lights which don’t work once untangled, teenager and preteen arguing with an overly exhausted baby etc and to be honest I could have done with a pint myself. While decorating it dawned on my that my grandmother wasn’t here anymore, she wouldn’t see the baby’s first Christmas, she would never have a birthday cuddle as neither would he etc. To be honest I thought I’d come to terms with all the things now she’s gone months ago but it hit me hard and sudden. I had to quickly go into the bathroom and I cried.
I text him to say I was upset and why, his response was so matter of fact it instantly stopped my tears he said ‘yes unfortunately you now have an understanding of why Xmas is so hard for me every year. It sucks and ultimately it's a part of life but yeah it’s horrible not having family members around at a time when it's all about family’. I understand this is completely true however I guess I just expected some for of empathy or care from him, he’s normally an extremely caring and loving man.
Tonight he’s drank the bottles of red I’d bought for tea this week and I’m so angry at him for that. He’s going to be utterly useless tomorrow, moaning all day about how exhausted he is, feeling sorry for himself, leave me ‘holding the baby’ and dealing with everything else. I think I’m subconsciously angry at him for his lack of remorse but am I being unreasonable to be angry?
He’s not the only one experiencing grief anymore and he should be factoring into his drinking habit this, regardless of how either of us are feeling emotionally the earth doesn’t stop moving! The washing still needs to be done, the baby still needs his needs and happiness met, the other two need to be woken for school as they’re incapable of using an alarm, the cat and dog still needs tending to, the list goes on.
Sorry for the long rant, needed it off my chest.