I haven't NC as I would like you all to know that I am genuine. As a result I can't give away too many identifiy facts etc as I really don't want to be outted here by my MIL and SIL!
That said, I would like to give some background on my relationship with DH, so when I get to the condom thing you can give me an honest, and hopefully, an informed opinion and advice. Thank you in advance
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DH and I have know one another over 10 years, married 4 years, with a 2.5 year old.
I am rather shouty in arguments, he is very passive aggressive. I like to sort out a disagreeement, thrash it out as it were, where as he likes to shut down and walk away. Leaving it days before he will utter one word to me. Before we had our DS, we got through life fairly well, few arguments but as life wasn't so serious then neither were the arguments. As all will know with children, their introduction ups the ante in regards to priorities.
Through my pregnancy we were the strongest we had ever been. It's was great. Sadly through my pregnancy I also had to deal with my awful mother. She berated me for trying to breast feed , sadly one example in a line many. Once DS was born I was diagnosed a few weeks after with PND. 6 months into DS being with us she was horrid and ended with her telling me she never wanted to see me and my family again. I never have, despite offering the olive branch on two occasions. (There is so much more to it than what I've said but I want to be as brief as I can).
The above helped me become a manic depressive. This unsurprisingly put a massive strain on my DH. I was suicidal and just in a bloody mess. We got through it but I'm still on ADs etc and most days can be a struggle, if I'm honest.
DH works a 9 - 5 job, mon to fri. I work from 5am - 8am most mornings then look after DS, including putting him to bed as he has now dropped his naps, so goes to bed a little earlier. Before DH would put him to bed. Due to my early starts it is DH rsponsibility to get DS up, and fed. He also does the washing up, most mornings.
I come home and look after DS until I put him to bed. Household responsibilities are mine, bar ironing and taking rubbish and recycling out. Though he leaves both to pile up until I have to nag or alternatively, do it my self. On a sat DH has DS. I tend to work 5 -11/12 on a sat, so I come home and have a sleep to catch up on the lack of it from the week. DH will generally put Hoover around, wash up every sat (occasionally a few other things if I've mentioned it a few times) and then be with DS for fun and games all day.
We have conflict hugely when it comes to division of labour. It's a huge sticking point. Essentially DH thinks he does enough and I don't. I don't expect much but just a little more equality. When I didn't work, fine, but now I do and very unsociable hours, along with my depression, I would like a little more effort from him. He thinks that I am competitive and that he works really hard mon to Fri and that I don't appreciate that. I said last night and many other times that we should write it down and try to rebalance. He suggested we did it last night whilst we were arguing and said that if we did it then that would end the relationship. Needless to say the list never happened and we ended up with me sleeping on the sofa (my choice).
Sorry this is so mammoth.
Why I tell you this is that I feel very insecure in myself and my ability to function, properly. Our relationship for a good year has felt very unstable. I am, as a result of the depression, a nightmare to live with, at times. I know this and when I am told it and what I have done wrong I do try to make a big an effort as possible to change my ways and to be aware of my behaviour. When I try and do the same to DH he is defensive and accuses me of constantly attacking him. He told me (in the past) I'm a bully.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, whilst DH was at his mums, along with DS, I discovered in his jeans back pocket am empty condom wrapper. I can count in one hand how many times we have had sex. A few days prior to him going to his mums we had sex, with a condom. The morning before he went we did it without. The condoms by the bed are in a orange box, wrapper orange and silver. The condom wrapper he had was a pink and silver one. We did have pink ones but that was ages ago!
We spoke not long after me finding it, via skype, and I didn't say a word. I was calm etc. mainly due to the fact that my first reaction actually wasn't that I thought he had slept with someone as I don't think he is like that, my reaction was just confusion. Given the instability of our relationship, he didn't buy me a Xmas card from him or our DS, we had been having massive issues before hand to do with his family (where their needs were put above our family). We later spoke on the phone and he asked if I was ok. I told him about the condom. Terrible timing and inappropriate as he was at his mums but I couldn't keep it in any longer. I wasn't shouty or aggressive. I just calmly asked where it came from. His reaction was an unfeeling "where do you think." which upon his return was home dare I ask, which then turned into his complete and utter offence at me asking at all. That he now knows exactly what I think of him.
The argument started last night because of this dam condom. I still don't think he's done anything. He eventually offered up that we must have merged condoms boxes.. This is plausible but his reaction to me feeling that I am ok to ask, is in my opinion, so horrible. He doesn't see this. He says it's ok that I asked but it tells him what I think of him. That every action has consequences ... His words.
So I ask, and if you got this far - thanks you, was I right to ask? Because I am so confused. I thought I dealt with well. He thinks I've massively cocked up. Given my depression I know that I am capable of making the wrong decisions, saying the wrong thing etc.
I am so confused and really just need to hear opinions so I can see if I am being irrational or not.
I reiterate, I am not perfect at all and I have contributed to the failing of the marriage. I am not perfect but he has too, but will not accept it. He remains focused on how I attack constantly and all he can do is defend.
I am also happy to be critised as all I want to do is make sense in my head. I don't trust my ability to think straight anymore.
TIA