Can anyone else identify with this?
We went to see Husband's family on Friday night, it was his niece's 18th birthday and we went up there as a surprise and met them in a pub for quiet drinks.
So - Husband-the-perfect appeared. Smiley, laughing, chatty, life a soul of the party, happy, NICE, kind, unargumentative and pretty normal. EG MAKING AN EFFORT
Came home on Saturday afternoon - one wheel on our road and he starts ranting and raving about parking. One foot in the house and he starts having a go at me.
Three hours back in the house and he's jabbering away at 100 miles an hour.
This morning I wake up to find him poking me so I roll over as I'm still mainly asleep - or would really like to be. He gets up and he doesn't speak to me for the next three hours.
I know, I know - he feels as if he can be himself when he is around me. But I don't want that - I want him to make an effort for me. I've seen he CAN do it. He can be perfectly lovely to his family. It's his own wife he seems to hate.
I had thought about saying something - along the lines of "you seem a little stressed since we got back" but I just know that it would be turned around and I would be the one that was stressed and taking it out on him.
I apologise to any Sufferers that may be offended by my comments above - but I feel so low. It was so nice to see the old him, but that's not my husband evidently - that's the person other people get. But not me.
We went to see Husband's family on Friday night, it was his niece's 18th birthday and we went up there as a surprise and met them in a pub for quiet drinks.
So - Husband-the-perfect appeared. Smiley, laughing, chatty, life a soul of the party, happy, NICE, kind, unargumentative and pretty normal. EG MAKING AN EFFORT
Came home on Saturday afternoon - one wheel on our road and he starts ranting and raving about parking. One foot in the house and he starts having a go at me.
Three hours back in the house and he's jabbering away at 100 miles an hour.
This morning I wake up to find him poking me so I roll over as I'm still mainly asleep - or would really like to be. He gets up and he doesn't speak to me for the next three hours.
I know, I know - he feels as if he can be himself when he is around me. But I don't want that - I want him to make an effort for me. I've seen he CAN do it. He can be perfectly lovely to his family. It's his own wife he seems to hate.
I had thought about saying something - along the lines of "you seem a little stressed since we got back" but I just know that it would be turned around and I would be the one that was stressed and taking it out on him.
I apologise to any Sufferers that may be offended by my comments above - but I feel so low. It was so nice to see the old him, but that's not my husband evidently - that's the person other people get. But not me.