Hi everyone,
This is my very first post on here, whenever I google my puppy problems the results page always brings me to this forum! So I thought I'd just make an account. Mostly just need to vent, but any words of advice would be wonderful, too...
My husband and I are both in our thirties, in the past few years he's been pretty forward about how much he wants children, but I don't, which has caused a bit of tension and some arguments. I feel bad for him, but I was quite happy with my life the way it was. Not having children meant I could focus on work, I could go travelling whenever I wanted, and I could enjoy an active social life. He's seeing all of his friends and family move into the next stage of their lives, and he seems to think that because he's not moving forward, he's failing compared to them.
That was a big part of why we got our puppy five months ago. He seemed to finally accept that children aren't an option, so suggested we get a puppy as the next best thing. We talked about it a lot. I basically said I didn't think it was a good idea, because it's not something that I really wanted - but, if it would make him happy, and he thought that his desire to own a puppy could outweigh my reluctance, then we could get one.
I know now, this was a huge mistake. If I could go back and change things, I would. As soon as I said I didn't want a puppy, that should have been it. No compromising, no ifs or buts. Because I never wanted a dog, and I regret getting one so much.
As far as I can tell, the dog's pretty average for this age. He's quite well toilet trained, but hates going for walks with me and barks a lot at people, which I find really stressful and embarrassing. The thing I hate the most is that I just never get to relax any more. I'm constantly watching him, stopping him from eating things he shouldn't, or destroying things, etc... We can't leave him alone, because he howls like he's being tortured, and the walls aren't that thick so we don't want the neighbours to get upset. So I barely have any time away from him now.
My husband tries to help by saying he'll look after the dog for the evening so I can relax and have a bath, and that's kind of him, but it's not what I want. I don't want an evening here or there where I get to relax. I just want my old life back, where I was happy, and didn't have to plan all of my time around a dog. And I'm still expected to be grateful to him for this huge favour of letting me have one hour of peace.
The worst part is that I secretly resent my husband for this. Every stressful walk, every time I can't even read the first page of my book because I have to stop the dog chewing the carpet, I think, this is all your fault. Our lives were fine before, but you just had to change things so that you could feel better about yourself compared to all your friends who are having children. And now I'm just stressed, and miserable. And I think he actually enjoys this. He likes the stress, and the hard work, and the responsibility, because it makes him feel like he's in that next stage of life, so he's not a failure any more.
Sometimes I think, maybe I'll suggest giving it back. But I know he wouldn't go for it, and I'd probably feel too guilty.
I feel bad about myself just typing this. I feel like such an awful person. But I'm just not the sort of person who should have a dog, and that's the problem. The dog's fine, he's just doing what dogs do. But I can't deal with it. I just want to go back to my old life.
Wow, this was depressing. Sorry, everyone. I hope your weekends are more cheery than mine.