So if you were following my original thread....now deleted courtesy of Rebecca Flood - asshat. Fuck you, lady. Piece of shit.....anyways
DH decided to grill DS14 on the mysterious rubbish.
It was not DS14's but the conversation led round to it being one of DS's friends from the party. That seemed to be a resolution Dh was happy with and DS went along with ( largely to get DH to shut up). I was evesdroppig.
But.
There was no trash in the laudry before I went away. There was no laundry to wash. The party was cleaned up from.
So, I think it was Dh. but I don't want to think that.But why would he be so daft as to leave it there? An accident?
I can't do confrontations. I have form for being suspicious and sayig something (once) ended up feeling like a fool and feel that if I am wrong, which is slighlty possible , I'll come across as a fat , paranoid obsessive which will damage things more.
I believe our relationship needs work, but I'm so useless I can't even talk about that. I always start coversations and they end up being about things I need to work on, not the other way around.
I panicked last night, when DH asked if I had asked DS14 and said no. Technically I wasn't lying but missed an opportunity I guess.
There is no evidence in the house. Or on phones.
I am calm, resigned to not knowing and hopeless.