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things kind of cycle in our relationship from him-crappy-me-angry to him helping out more, and therefore i'm less stressed and we get along better. the last point at which we were really fighting, dh agreed to counseling. our appointment finally happened tuesday, at a "good" part of our cycle. we both honestly felt a little nervous about going, but we still both wanted to. i put a lot of thought into what i wanted to talk about (and actually spent some energy agonizing over what to say, how to say it, what i need, etc). on the way in, i was feeling pretty optimistic, like, "even if this is hard, it will ultimately be good." dh was very, very nervous. i was kind of teasing him, like, "what if i'm really leading you into an intervention?"
because that's, like, his worst nightmare. so we were joking around, and because i know how nervous he gets before any kind of appointment or new situation, i was feeling a little protective of him.
so we go into the room with my counselor/therapist/psychologist whatever person, and her dh who is a social worker. they often do couples counseling together, and since i already have a relationship with her, she couldn't be our counselor. as a stranger, he could, but not just her - yet they feel like it's fair for them to do it together and me & dh were happy with that. her dh is great, and she didn't tell him anything, so he was a total blank slate. dh was extremely quiet, looking down, speaking very quietly . . . totally engaged in the process but acting very timid. because of how he was acting, i kept giving him a chance to speak first. when introducing ourselves, we mention dh is a sahd. they asked how he likes that. he says, "it's great - i feel like i'm finally hitting my stride." i'm like WTF? but instead of saying, "i don't think it's so great," i said, "but do you even like being a sahd?" which wasn't cool, i guess. my reason was that he doesn't seem happy, and it seems like he's just waiting for me to get home so he can work on art/music, and i made the mistake of saying, "it's like you have two full-time jobs." yeah, it's LIKE that, in terms of the amount of time he puts into art/music but it's not his job. it's a hobby, not a responsibility - yet somehow we got down this path of talking about how he is spending time on that while i'm parenting and doing housework ("so it's like you both have two full-time jobs" - i should have said, "yes, but i actually do, and dh doesn't!" but i didn't have my freaking head on straight) and how playing music together was our life before kids. which is true. it's what we did, who we were, it was our community - and dh is still a part of it and i'm not. so somehow it came about that we need to go on dates once a week to reconnect, and i need to occasionally be involved in dh's music (like a couple times a month). dh needs to listen to my issue in a discussion/argument/fight and not bring up other stuff - stick to the topic. i never got to talk about any of the things that i've been thinking about. i didn't even say what i really feel about the two things we did talk about (my concerns with dh's sahp'ing & amount of time he spends on music rather than with our family).
i walked out feeling like it was a good conversation and i was happy about our assignments. we picked up the kids from our friends' house and went home, and i went to bed with the kids - it was late. i woke up in the middle of the night, like a freaking bolt of lightning had hit me, and the bolt of lightning was: I GOT PLAYED. his whole pathetic, poor me, thing . . . i can't believe i got sucked into that! i can't believe it. i'm such an idiot. i mean, seriously, his "second job" isn't a JOB it's his personal hobby. he's not giving time to the family - he's taking it from us. and because of that, i have way too much on my plate and sh*t isn't getting done. also - part of the reason i'm supposed to go see him working on music is because i said i missed seeing him taking leadership and being confident and competent. but what i want is for him to be a man like that in our actual real life that we have together. i shouldn't have to go hang around him and the guys for that. i want him to be like that at home - like maybe take responsibility for something, anything . . . ugh, we also talked about my anger, and how i need to reach past that and find my sadness, hurt, fear, etc because even though it may be justified, the anger isn't serving me. i get that, but i'm still angry
i really, seriously suck. i am happy about our "assignments" because i really do believe doing those things will help me to be more open and actually speak up (at some point). i'm also happy that after we left, i asked dh if he would be willing to see the guy counselor on his own, for his own issues, and he said "yes" which is something i've been pushing for, oh, i don't know, since we met. he has a slew of mental health issues and he needs a real diagnosis and therapy plan, not just drugs. so in that regard, it was a total triumph. i'm just disappointed in myself and wondering when/if/how we are ever going to get to the core issues.
thanks for reading . . . or skimming.
things kind of cycle in our relationship from him-crappy-me-angry to him helping out more, and therefore i'm less stressed and we get along better. the last point at which we were really fighting, dh agreed to counseling. our appointment finally happened tuesday, at a "good" part of our cycle. we both honestly felt a little nervous about going, but we still both wanted to. i put a lot of thought into what i wanted to talk about (and actually spent some energy agonizing over what to say, how to say it, what i need, etc). on the way in, i was feeling pretty optimistic, like, "even if this is hard, it will ultimately be good." dh was very, very nervous. i was kind of teasing him, like, "what if i'm really leading you into an intervention?"

so we go into the room with my counselor/therapist/psychologist whatever person, and her dh who is a social worker. they often do couples counseling together, and since i already have a relationship with her, she couldn't be our counselor. as a stranger, he could, but not just her - yet they feel like it's fair for them to do it together and me & dh were happy with that. her dh is great, and she didn't tell him anything, so he was a total blank slate. dh was extremely quiet, looking down, speaking very quietly . . . totally engaged in the process but acting very timid. because of how he was acting, i kept giving him a chance to speak first. when introducing ourselves, we mention dh is a sahd. they asked how he likes that. he says, "it's great - i feel like i'm finally hitting my stride." i'm like WTF? but instead of saying, "i don't think it's so great," i said, "but do you even like being a sahd?" which wasn't cool, i guess. my reason was that he doesn't seem happy, and it seems like he's just waiting for me to get home so he can work on art/music, and i made the mistake of saying, "it's like you have two full-time jobs." yeah, it's LIKE that, in terms of the amount of time he puts into art/music but it's not his job. it's a hobby, not a responsibility - yet somehow we got down this path of talking about how he is spending time on that while i'm parenting and doing housework ("so it's like you both have two full-time jobs" - i should have said, "yes, but i actually do, and dh doesn't!" but i didn't have my freaking head on straight) and how playing music together was our life before kids. which is true. it's what we did, who we were, it was our community - and dh is still a part of it and i'm not. so somehow it came about that we need to go on dates once a week to reconnect, and i need to occasionally be involved in dh's music (like a couple times a month). dh needs to listen to my issue in a discussion/argument/fight and not bring up other stuff - stick to the topic. i never got to talk about any of the things that i've been thinking about. i didn't even say what i really feel about the two things we did talk about (my concerns with dh's sahp'ing & amount of time he spends on music rather than with our family).
i walked out feeling like it was a good conversation and i was happy about our assignments. we picked up the kids from our friends' house and went home, and i went to bed with the kids - it was late. i woke up in the middle of the night, like a freaking bolt of lightning had hit me, and the bolt of lightning was: I GOT PLAYED. his whole pathetic, poor me, thing . . . i can't believe i got sucked into that! i can't believe it. i'm such an idiot. i mean, seriously, his "second job" isn't a JOB it's his personal hobby. he's not giving time to the family - he's taking it from us. and because of that, i have way too much on my plate and sh*t isn't getting done. also - part of the reason i'm supposed to go see him working on music is because i said i missed seeing him taking leadership and being confident and competent. but what i want is for him to be a man like that in our actual real life that we have together. i shouldn't have to go hang around him and the guys for that. i want him to be like that at home - like maybe take responsibility for something, anything . . . ugh, we also talked about my anger, and how i need to reach past that and find my sadness, hurt, fear, etc because even though it may be justified, the anger isn't serving me. i get that, but i'm still angry

i really, seriously suck. i am happy about our "assignments" because i really do believe doing those things will help me to be more open and actually speak up (at some point). i'm also happy that after we left, i asked dh if he would be willing to see the guy counselor on his own, for his own issues, and he said "yes" which is something i've been pushing for, oh, i don't know, since we met. he has a slew of mental health issues and he needs a real diagnosis and therapy plan, not just drugs. so in that regard, it was a total triumph. i'm just disappointed in myself and wondering when/if/how we are ever going to get to the core issues.
thanks for reading . . . or skimming.
