should prob post in AIBU
feel like an idiot but can't help feeling REALLY resentful towards my dh about the silly issue of gifts, or lack of effort therein
someone give me a slap and tell me to sort myself out
we've had a shitty year, I've been depressed, he's been disinterested, we've been in couples therapy, he admitted a fling that happened a year or two ago and that he wasn't sure he wanted to be with me. Then he decided he did. We've been getting on better. I always put a lot of effort into gifts for him (and everyone else I hold dear tbh) - he doesn't and I suppose I should just realise and accept this. I have tried this time around but it is festering inside and making me resentful.
This xmas was a disaster - he bought me a dress that was too sizes too small, some horrendous gloves that didn't fit either and a book he "thinks I should read". He did also get me a nice book that I liked and some smellies (from the shop down the road on xmas eve, about 5pm I guess). It was particularly galling as I took the kids to the cinema one afternoon just before xmas so he could shop for me (as I'd one all other gifts) and he ended up buying himself a suit, trying on lots of overcoats and texting me from the pub before the film was even over.
then last week was my 40th bday (ouch) - we went to switzerland which was lovely. He presented me on the day with a pair of fairly unspecial gloves he had bought in the tie rack at luton airport on our way out.That was it. He muttered something about "real gift when I got home" but never mentioned it again and I guess was just saying it in case I got annoyed. On teh way home on the plane I wanted to buy myself some perfume which was half price, they wouldn't take switch and I didn't have my cc so I asked him to sort it out (he is a joint holder on my CC account). First he said he didn't have his cc then he found it and bought the perfume and presented it with a big flourish and a smiley " happy birthday" (wanker!) - he couldn't understand why I wasn't over the moon.
on valentines day I didn't even bother getting hm a card as I knew he would forget. He did. So I didn't mention it. Decided that it is just a commercial scam and what was the big deal. He was out skiing all day whiel I minded the kids. He got back and immediately went to pub with my BIL who obviously reminded him what day it was. Came home and passed something to my sis to give me. We went out for a drink before dinner (me and sis - we were all going out together that evening) and she presented me with a postcard in a paper bag, saying "be my valentine" - sorry but I found it hard to find it funny.
I just thought, after the shit year we've had and all the revelations of infidelity etc etc and then him deciding to stay that with 3 perfect occasions (xmas, 40th, val day) he might have put himself to some modicum of effort.
this time last year, for valentine's day, I went to loads of effort, bought slinky undies (which he knows I like), cooked gorgeous meal, seduced him when he got in the door etc etc etc. Now I have simply given up.
I know I probably sound like a whingey brat. I just needed to get it out.
how do I get over feeling so resentful???
(am gonna just post this long ramble now as if I read over it I will probably never post it!)