DH is kind and helpful and nice . He’s a bit thick when it comes to emotional stuff because he’s a very normal , easy going , laid back person who never worries and he enjoys a very simple life in a job he’s done since leaving school and as long as he has the basics in life he’s happy. He’s scruffy , chubby , never exercises , not vain and is just a big old bear of a man who’s always eating , drinking beer or napping.
Im almost the opposite . I have never been happy or relaxed . Childhood was a living nightmare , left home at 15 , always had to struggle and fight for everything been abused in every sense of the word and I’ve never had a meaningful friendship in my life. I’ve never been to the hairdressers, I don’t eat in restaurants or go to pubs or the cinema or anything. I dislike humans and tend to choose to be alone. This doesn’t cause many problems because I want to stay in all weekend and so does he . He goes to work in the week , I work from home . DS has an adventure playground , sandpit , swimming pool etc in the garden so he has a grand time in the school holidays we don’t need to go anywhere .
but Christmas is coming. He wants us to visit a handful of people and honestly my anxiety is at its worse right now as I’m having tests for cancer , I have a huge deadline coming up with my work and because I do it completely alone there’s no one who can help me. I will be Ill for days if I know I have to travel and be in someone’s home or a country pub and ‘act’ and make small talk for a couple of hours. I told him to take DS and leave me behind saying I’m ill but we are worried DS will say something as he’s bad for telling people about my lack of enthusiasm for socialising . He’ll say ‘she didn’t want to come , she doesn’t like people’. Or something to that effect. Because he’s small and doesn’t realise I’m embarrassed about who I am . I even go jogging late at night so as not to see other people and it’s bloody freezing on the streets at night right now. It’s extreme but it’s life long and won’t change and I can’t be dealing with this pressure and made to feel bad every bloody holiday and birthday.
he tells me I’m really fucking odd and weird and I agree but it’s not going to change after 40 years is it? Even in primary school I refused to play with other kids and insisted on sitting in the loos all break. It’s me truly just me .
for clarity these are his relatives not mine , I’m NC with all of mine . I don’t really know them at all .
he should stop putting the pressure on?