And AIBU would kill me.
If I have a bad day. And dh knows this. And he has a good day. And I've struggled through a church event this morning. And I still need to do the Tesco shop. And ds is tired and peacefully and happily playing on the floor.
And I ask dh if he will come down and sit on the sofa to watch ds so I can quickly go to Tesco on my own.
And he doesn't - too busy on the computer (not work)
Is it weird that it makes me cry and feel all on my own dealing with this huge thing I'm going through?
Just that the abuse taught me that only other people's needs matter. And now I'm trying to learn what my own are. But all I'm doing is trying to decide that I'm wrong because i can cope with that.
Sorry this is probably long and messy. Help.