I have posted on here before about living with a H who had a stroke, is retired and drinks a lot.
To save my sanity, I have to see friends at the weekends. They don't live close by as we have moved, so it usually means an overnight trip or we can meet halfway for a day.
Unfortunately, 2 of these trips were the last 2 weekends, haven't been away for weeks before that. When I mentioned that I am going camping with friends for at the beginning of June (for 3rd year in a row) he went mental. I said that I would not be shouted at and I went for a walk. Silent treatment for the rest of the evening.
Yesterday I went to work all day then drove a long way for an evening meeting and to meet our youngest daughter. Took her for a meal, drove back in the torrential rain and didn't get in until nearly midnight. Nearly crying with exhaustion. Not ONCE did he text or ring to check I'd got there ok.
This morning he shouted at me again for not putting things away. I muttered under my breath and he heard it. Louder shouting.
Basically, he doesn't want to go out or be social and wants me to stay in with him and live his life. He's not bad, just very sad. I'm exhausted.
He won't contemplate my parents joining us on holiday (my mum urgently needs one) and won't allow me to take them as we haven't got the money.
He thinks I am being the baddy, unloving and selfish. Am I being unloving and selfish? Am I as blind as I think he is?