It first took me nine months to confront dh about the amount of pot he smoked. He eventually quit, though we have had arguments about him smoking since (as much as two passive aggressive people can have arguments).
Since moving country, it has been six months since he has had any pot. The other night, after suspecting something was up, I discovered that he had been hiding pot from me, and sneaking off after I was asleep to go and smoke it. I finally worked up the courage to confront him (after half an hour of staring at my feet). I told him that it was disrespectful to lie to me, and that it said very little about our marriage if he couldn't trust me. Unfortunately, this is not the first time he has hidden smoking or drinking from me, but I always fall back into an easy trust again.
DH told me that he never told me about it because he was afraid I'd get angry. I pointed out that he probably thought this because usually conversations about drinking or pot are in the context of my finding out that he's been lying to me. Whenever he's come to tell me that he has a craving, I don't get angry at all, and thank him for his honesty.
Anyway, we agreed to treat his smoking the same way we treat his drinking. We agree on when and how much he can do, so that we're both comfortable with it. However, since that conversation I've thought about it a bit more and decided that I'm not comfortable with it at all, but I haven't been able to work up the courage to tell him this, and I worry it would turn into a confrontation.
One reason is that I'm worried that I don't like his smoking for all the wrong reasons. There is a history of addiction in his family, which I do worry about, and I don't like the thought of it being around our son in our home, but I also think I'm a little jealous of it. This is not something that I do, so it's not something we can share; he goes out specifically to do it; it seems to be a main aspect of bonding for him; and he does make it a priority (as evidenced by sneaking out and lying). I'm a bit ashamed to admit that to him.
The second reason stems a bit from the first. If I'm too embarrassed to tell him something, then aren't I just a hypocrite for demanding his trust. This isn't the only thing either, there are other things that I'd like to tell him about myself, that have been on my mind lately, that I'm just too embarrassed to say.
So, AIBU and am I a hypocrite.
Oh wise mumsnetters, please be my instruction manual to life and tell me what to do