Hi all,
Very long ramble!
I lost my temper today, slamming doors and everything. A complete teenage tantrum at the grand old age of 49.
My DH (stands for dickhead today) is very particular about things. I live my life ensuring that nothing gets broken or marked as he flips his lid. The kids are also aware but luckily take after me and just ignore him, rib him a bit about it and move on.
At one point in our relationship,, it did nearly split us up. The kids were really young and lots of things happened. One of them was that we had a chimney fire, he was at work and I'm used to chimney fires but I couldn't put it out so had to call the fire service and evacuated me and the kids. He came home furious, started shouting at me that who was going to pay for the carpet, it had very slight burns, that I'd embarrassed him. Never once checked or asked if we were okay.
He's ruined a Mother's Day by shouting at me as there was some wax from a candle on the hearth. Me and the kids just left and had a great time while he cleaned and obsessed over this small wax mark. (Not all these are related to fire!
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Today, we were cleaning the house and he noticed that some tulips had leaked some green liquid onto the window sill. I've never had flowers do this before. I don't have lilys in the house as he can't cope with the fact that they might stain things even though they are my favourite flowers!
Previously, some house plants had left rings on the window sills. Cut freak out! So my heart sank as he started going on about nice things being ruined etc and bringing all my past misdemeanors up. I helped clean it up but the top layer of the paint came off even though we used no chemicals! He ranted again, said that he'd have to paint it now. By the way, the whole room needs decorating, it's very shabby.
Normally, I'm calm, I listen, I let him get on with it. Not today. I lost it, I said that I can't have anything that I want due to him, sick of having to walk on eggshells the whole time. I went around the room, pointng out marks on the walls , holes in the skirting boards shouting at him what do you want me to do about it? I was crying the whole time. Swearing a bit which he hates. To be honest, he looked a bit scared. I slammed the door and left him to it. Although I did go back and take some houseplants and throw them in the compost bin to prove a point to absolutely nobody 
I'm deep into perimenopause and have been struggling with my mood and anxiety for a few years. We had a bit of an argument at half term over sex (I'm overweight, tired and feel very unattractive) and it ended with him saying in a nice way that maybe I should get some counselling. He did add that maybe there is something in my childhood about why I don't want sex with him. There isn't, I'm just getting older, dealing with hormones and am permanently knackered.
Anyhow, I signed up for counselling only had one session so far but I like the counsellor and trust her. She mentioned self-care and I tentatively said that I struggle to find time. DH likes us to do everything together and obviously the last year I can't get out on my own as much as I used to. I tried to get some time on my own and he comes to find me, or wants to know what I've been doing as I clearly have been shirking my duties while he does all the work with the kids.
Anyway, rant over! He is now painting the window sill, which is a huge bay window so it'll keep him quiet for a while.
I'm going to ask my counsellor if she can recommend a couple's counsellor as I can't do this anymore. He does blame all our relationship issues on me and when I comment on his behaviour he just says it's how he is, so basically the underlying message is deal with it.
If anyone read this, thanks for enduring my rant 