<p>Stopping by to say Happy Thanksgiving to all and to, well, vent. Things with dh have been surprisingly good. I have made some changes in the way I interact and deal with my h and he has really mellowed out in many ways too. The empty nest has been surprisingly nice. Things aren’t always rosy and part of the changes I’ve made involve backing off a bit and not interacting with dh as much but that seems to result in a more compatible ‘us’.</p>
<p>It was our year to host Thanksgiving this year and, as I’ve mentioned before (not that I expect anyone to remember!) but being in public (or around other people, particularly groups of people) can lead dh to say things that are embarrassing or awkward. Long ago I made a mental switch that these incidents didn’t reflect on me or, maybe better put, that I needed to not personalize them as if I was responsible for dh’s behavior. A couple of nights ago, surrounded by family in our home, dh zinged me by stating something he resented about something I had just done. I felt humiliated. I’m not sure if it was the hour or as a result of dh’s comment to me but all of our guests left shortly thereafter (it really was getting late). We didn’t talk as I was trying to decide if this was something I was willing to confront or not (if it went badly, it could color the whole time we had ahead with all this family in town). The next morning I ended up telling dh how humiliated I felt in one sentence and he apologized. This was monumental for dh. Even though that two sentence exchange wasn’t quite enough for me, I recognize that I could talk something to death and I married someone who has very little need to discuss feelings or interpersonal issues. I really was impressed that dh had just been able to apologize without being defensive or reiterating why I shouldn’t…</p>
<p>That brings us to last night. We had a lovely dinner and we were sitting around afterwards and the subject of a family member’s rather rebellious adolescence came up. Dh piped up with some references to my own past that I keep very well hidden and he knows this. Our kids were there, along with the generation older than myself and these are things that they don’t know either. He didn’t spill all and it was said as a joke but, again, I was mortified. Probably more importantly, it just makes me feel like I can’t trust dh. Not trust as in he’ll go have an affair or go buy a motorcycle when we’ve agreed that’s not OK but trust him to…respect me or think of me before going for the laugh or being the center of attention. I’ve been with dh well over half my life and have been here before but each time it hits me just as hard when he does this type of thing.</p>
<p>So, now I have to decide if I say something to dh again and, tbh, I’m trying hard not to go back to that place where I leap to thinking about leaving. Part of my new strategy has been to let things go and, really, it’s worked well. Maybe dh was able to apologize about the first incident because I haven’t confronted him about anything in ages. And, even though I don’t think this should matter, dh’s family wasn’t able to come this year so it was only my family and dh is the family cook. So, he cooked the majority of the meal, spending, as everyone knows, a huge amount of time to prepare a lovely meal and it was all for my family. Granted, he chooses to do this as he likes his own cooking best so he doesn’t resent it but I could see him feeling like he just spent all this effort and I’m just going out of my way to pick on him. And, my family is filled with introverts and keeping the conversation flowing can sometimes be a challenge. Dh and I both work hard to keep things going and so, even though dh made numerous comments where I internally cringed, I do appreciate that he is funny, can tell a good story and help keep a good dynamic going. His boundaries seem to get fuzzy. Still, my new focus has been to better appreciate the good and let go of the not-so-good. At the moment, I’m having a tough time with that since dh really crossed a line in that he is well aware of how hidden I choose to keep certain things about my teenage years.</p>
<p>I haven’t thought about this thread in awhile but woke up feeling angry, alienated by dh and also stuck in that there’s no one I can talk to about this right now. This thread popped into my head so here I am. Thank you for providing me with a place to vent and, again, I hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving!</p>