Namechanged for this, not even sure why really as strangers on the internet potentially judging me shouldn't bother me at all..but here we are.
I made a post 3 years back on the same kind of thing too and have spent the past hour reading it and the responses as it was definitely 'the worst time' and I was talking to a friend about the situation and thought it might be best to find it to explain. Its long though, very very long but might give some context. I am also slightly overwhelmed (and crying) after rereading the replies, as I have never before seen such a unanimous answer. But I STILL keep telling myself its only once or twice a year and everything is fine all other times! I fucking know this is wrong so this thread is maybe unneeded. I know its wrong, but seem to have cognitive dissonance as I am going from 'fuck this' one minute to..but its rare and just annoying. ( www.mumsnet.com/Talk/relationships/2838715-Advice-needed-heads-totally-fucked?msgid=66569401 )
So, I was invited to my mums for new years eve. I was going to take the kids, mainly because my sister hasnt seen them in ages, but they always enjoy it too and honestly, I figured leaving them at home would result in 'DS is deathly ill, you need to come home'(when he coughed once) or something. However, DH spent 3 days working on the kids, promising them random shit, ice cream, more chocolate than they would get at grandmas, movie night, and so on. Both decided to stay with him. I think he thought that if they stayed here, I would to. But I didn't go last year due to really bad pain issues..and really wanted to go! So I stuck to it. When my dad came to pick me up, I got 'so I am being left with the kids ON MY OWN?!' even though he purposely made it that way as my plan was to take them!
I left my phone on purpose as previously I have had nonestop whinging about me going to my parents house if I am staying there overnight, it seems ok if its for a few hours but overnight always causes issues. I almost convinced myself to abscond for the entire weekend as I knew a shitstorm would be awaiting me when I got back.
Anyway, had a great time, got back to whinging of course. 'I have been made a total mug of again, just like always'?! The last time I went there was 2 years ago. I could kind of understand it if I was out every weekend or something, but no.
Been really off with me since, though I didn't get quite as much shit as expected but I didn't answer him at all really, just 'ok, whatever' replies as really did not have the energy to deal with it.
But despite there being minimal whinging, I cannot stop thinking about it all. Which led to me talking to my friend and hunting down that thread from 3 years back then ending up in bits (I actually had to move off computer and come to my room as was crying so much) at it all. I was so fucking clear at that stage that I did want to go. I actually messaged my dad, but I did it from a secret facebook account (well I call it that, it was actualy made specifically to play on some games that I had an accunt on but wanted to keep playing!..which is rather pathetic!) so my message went straight to his spam which I didnt find out for a month or so. I didn't know this for ages, and assumed he just got sick of the drama and ignored it. Which fucked my head even more! Long stry short,. I convinced myself that it really wasnt that bad as it was so rare and its all fine other times. So a bit whinging on twice a year at most if fine. I keep thinking that even now, 3 years on with the few times I have gone out the same thing happening, to various degrees.
One thing thats massively playing on my mind though, is befre I left I knew there would be shit, and asked my 16 year old stepdaughter to keep an eye on things just incase. Not for violence, but because I could see him being nasty with my son potentially and sending him to bed early or something because I went out. I think this because one of the times I went out, he was put to bed early. I was told he was being really really naughty mind, and he might have been, but the timing always seemed odd to me. I know this makes it all even more messed up too. But genuinely don't trust my own thoughts right now, at all.
The main thing I have to focus on here though, is I am very ill. I absolutely could not deal with the kids alone. He does most of everything for them. I know its easy to say 'but you can get help' but the level of help..would be quite impossible. I also take the view that maybe my situation is making my pain condition worse than it might be if everything was different, but doubt it as this really is a rare thing, but it happens everytime and shows no sign of ending now.
Sorry if this is huge. Last attempt was so essay like that many said they couldn't read it all! But worried about dripfeeding as that seems to annoy people!