My husband kind of sucks

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So, the other day, me and my hubby, let’s call him James, had this super weird moment and I’m still scratching my head about it. James had been in a funk pretty much all day. He’s been hating on his job lately, feeling stuck, and his hobbies have been a bust too ’cause of the crappy weather we’ve been having.

 

Anyways, I woke up feeling like a train wreck yesterday, sick as a dog. I was so out of it I had to bail on work. Spent most of the morning and half the afternoon catching Z’s. Come dinner time, I told James I still felt like garbage and asked if he could handle making dinner. He’d been glued to his video games since he wrapped up work. Reluctantly, he agreed and about thirty minutes later, he started rustling up something.

 

I could tell he was annoyed from the way he was slamming cabinets and griping about stuff I hadn’t done for dinner prep. Obviously, we had to have a chat about this. But boy, did he drop a bombshell. First, he’s moaning about not getting to do his usual stuff, then it’s his job, and suddenly he’s throwing out stuff like “you’re always sick” and “you’re always sad.” He even hit me with the “you’re weak and I’m scared I’ll always have to take care of you, like you can’t take care of yourself” spiel. And yeah, I have my moments with anxiety and feeling down, but it’s not like I’m some basket case. Plus, he starts bringing up kids randomly, worrying he’ll regret not having any. It was like he just kept piling on, airing out all his grievances.

 

Since then, not a word of apology or even acknowledgment of what went down. I get it, we all have bad days, but man, it stung to hear him basically call me a burden. And then to top it off, he’s talking about kids like it’s some sort of solution. I’ve been racking my brain all night wondering what the heck I did wrong, IF I did anything wrong. And the other thing is, I’m the one taking on the majority of the mental load most of the time here, making food, doing the shopping lists, cleaning the house etc. And I do it even when I’m a grumpster. I needed one day off due to being sick and this is how I’m treated?

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