Let me start by saying I am in my early twenties, married, and have one kid. I am blessed in many ways and so thankful. But every now and then I feel like I'm going to lose my shit.. And I'm sure we've all been there. This is just my way of getting it all out there without looking like I've lost every sane part of me.
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I love my husband, but holy shit...
I was lucky enough to marry the guy I had been best friends with for 6+ years and I love him to death. Lately it seems like he is in a whole other world. I got up and walked into the kitchen to check on the lunch I was cooking and came back and sat down and maybe a minute after I sat down he says, “Don’t you need to go check on the food?” I just wanted to yell! Instead I said, “Did you really not just see me go in there?” So he says, “Just making sure. I know how forgetful you are.” I am forgetful, yes.. But maybe, just maybe it’s because I’m trying to remember all the important things like: paying the bills, cleaning the house, grocery shopping, feeding our child, feeding our animals, budgeting our money, and whatever else comes up! I’m not forgetful, I’m running on fumes. I’m exhausted and nobody cares. I signed up for a partnership, for a marriage. I did not sign up to be a single mom of two kids, because obviously I’m having to reraise him. I can’t even get him to take the fucking trash out without getting attitude. I call bullshit on that whole “all you have to do is ask” thing. Literally the only time he cleans is when he pisses me off to the point that I’m going somewhere else just to cool down. And then he’ll clean the kitchen. I get that he has a full time job, but so do I. Actually I have multiple full time jobs. I just only get paid for one. I’m a nurse on the weekends. I keep my niece during the week along with our child. And of course I do all the housewife stuff. I get that when he gets home he is tired, but he gets to leave. I do not. So why is it such a big deal that I get a shower when he gets home. Five minutes of quiet in the shower. It’s not even like I take hour long showers.. just five minutes. I can’t even get that without an eye roll or a giant sigh. Sometimes it’d just be nice to feel some empathy or just some damn help without asking.
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