Christmas Eve and I'm in the bath crying.
I'd planned games, matching pjs.. a happy family night. I know it was too good to be true. My family said they would only come if we didn't argue and he's started already.
He was doing tea and I just said I was stressed. I am. Both kids over excited. House with so much to do. It wasn't a dig just a passing comment.
He then says I've been trying to do tea for half a fucking hour and I can't cos I've been helping you.
My parents arrive and I say please don't do this don't argue in front of them again and he carries it on.
I can't even tell you what it is I've apparently done.. apparently I'm a gaslighter!
I left his last Christmas and it was one of the happiest ones in years. I only came back as we had no where else to go.
Just looking for.. a hand hold maybe