Funny thing happened
A funny thing happened on the weekend. First off, I screwed up my back, and struggled to get around Saturday and much of Sunday. We had a gathering to go to Saturday evening, and we had a nice fight not long beforehand. Earlier, I'd asked H to please take a heavy box upstairs. He asked if it went in the closet, so he put it in our bedroom closet (where it had never been). I asked him to move it to the linen closet, and jokingly asked him if he had ever seen it in our closet. Wouldn't answer, and told me that I was being rude to him and making him feel badly by asking that question. Fast forward a bit, we had a bit of a blowout and I mentioned a few things including:
- no matter what I say or how I say it, either my words are wrong, or my tone is wrong, and I don't know how to talk to him without offending him in some way.
- Told him I'm thinking of seeing a psychologist
- If I can't even mention to him that a friggen box was put in the wrong place without a 20 minute argument, how can I talk to him about our sex life, having a family, without a huge blowout.
- We spend zero time together, and really don't know each other. When he checked his email from students last Saturday night after our first date night since August, it hurt.
Apparently, I CAN talk to him, he says. I haven't figured out how yet, but let me tell you, did he ever take steps to change this weekend. We had a games night, just the 2 of us, and he even apologized for last Saturday night! He helped out a bit more around the house. I still don't know how to bring up the subjects we NEED to talk through though, but I still plan on seeing a therapist to figure that out.
Last edited by Ursula; 12-12-2016 at 12:06 PM.