Yesterday DH said that DD had asked him something about what I was doing, and he told her what I was doing. It turns out that it was the other way around, he’d asked DD what I was doing and she’d told him.
Now that’s a very little lie, but I’m absolutely fed up of these little lies, it’s been going on for years, so much so that I don’t even call him out on them anymore.
I feel like if I were to say something, I’d get accused of being a nag, so I don’t say anything any more, and that’s not like me. I feel like he has pushed my feistiness down so I’m no longer the person I was. I can’t work out if he’s done it, or if it’s perimenopause doing it.