The children are only little, they won't know any different until at least next year
I just feel like I have worked and worked and worked to make things nice for the family and the only person capable of showing me any support or love or reciprocation for my efforts is being a complete cunt to me.
I have just driven around 20 miles to pick up the last little bits of presents, I have cleaned the house and got the kids ready and then waiting for half an hour in the rain and wind to pick up DH
He has basically spent the last half an hour in the car complaining that he is hungry and recommending that we go to a shop and get food that only he can eat.
I have no present to unwrap Christmas morning, he hasn't had time or money to buy me anything apparently. I have arrange something really special and personal for him.
I have made sure the children have plenty of nice (secondhand but nice) gifts to open and I have wrapped them all.
When he suggested that we just get something for him to eat because HE is hungry and of course that is far more important than anything else, I just flipped.
I mean what the fuck??? So I can run around for a month making sure Christmas is magical and then he can demand that after waiting for half an hour in gale force winds for him that HE is the only one that gets to eat???
Seems I put myself out for the kids loads and get nothing back for it.
I'm sick of it, I am so angry, just drove straight home and got the kids a drink and came upstairs.
He had just come up, had a massive go at me for ignoring him - I just calmly said 'I don't want to talk to you' and then slammed our bedroom door so loudly that it has knocked one of my favourite pictures off the wall and shattered it.