My family of origin is very open. Nobody keeps secrets from anyone, and everyone knows everyone's business. Growing up like this had its pros and cons. For instance, I never learned to feel a sense of shame about illness -- mental or physical. I did sometimes feel my boundries being violated though -- esp. when my parents went through my things, read my journals, or personal letters to friends without my permission. But in terms of what could be talked about openly -- it was always pretty much anything and everything. My family has its skeletons -- but none of them are in the closet.
I've had a hard time in my marriage because my husband and his family fall to the other extreme. My husband seems to be constantly furious with me for telling people in my life things that he considers "private" about our life, his family, or whatever. I feel like I'm consantly in trouble, and I feel like I never know what I'm allowed to talk about and what I'm supposed to keep secret. I'm confused about the "rules" are. Apparently, there are some things that are to be "kept in his immediate family," which includes me -- but not my family. But I'm never specifically told what those things are. I'm often in trouble for "spilling the beans" over issues that *never* in a million years would have been kept private in my family.
I've asked my dh numerous times to TELL me very directly whenever something is meant to be kept in confidence. But he really doesn't .... he just sort of assumes that I should know. Then he gets furious with me when I don't. He insists that I "shouldn't have to be told." He told me tonight that I can't be trusted.
I feel generally hurt and confused.... I feel as though I've done badly, but I feel very blind about what the social rules and boundries are about this sort of thing. I talk to my parents and to my friends about the things going on in my life... and going on with the people in my life. I don't really consider it "gossiping," but my dh uses that word to describe my conversations quite often.
It seems to me that we have a difference in perspective and upbringing when it comes to "openess," and that it is something that we should both be aware of and deal with. But he feels that I am failing morally somehow.
I don't know. Am I? Does anyone else deal with this? I hate secrets. I really do. I suck at secrets. Especially secrets that are not clearly labelled as "confidential."
I've had a hard time in my marriage because my husband and his family fall to the other extreme. My husband seems to be constantly furious with me for telling people in my life things that he considers "private" about our life, his family, or whatever. I feel like I'm consantly in trouble, and I feel like I never know what I'm allowed to talk about and what I'm supposed to keep secret. I'm confused about the "rules" are. Apparently, there are some things that are to be "kept in his immediate family," which includes me -- but not my family. But I'm never specifically told what those things are. I'm often in trouble for "spilling the beans" over issues that *never* in a million years would have been kept private in my family.
I've asked my dh numerous times to TELL me very directly whenever something is meant to be kept in confidence. But he really doesn't .... he just sort of assumes that I should know. Then he gets furious with me when I don't. He insists that I "shouldn't have to be told." He told me tonight that I can't be trusted.

I feel generally hurt and confused.... I feel as though I've done badly, but I feel very blind about what the social rules and boundries are about this sort of thing. I talk to my parents and to my friends about the things going on in my life... and going on with the people in my life. I don't really consider it "gossiping," but my dh uses that word to describe my conversations quite often.
It seems to me that we have a difference in perspective and upbringing when it comes to "openess," and that it is something that we should both be aware of and deal with. But he feels that I am failing morally somehow.
I don't know. Am I? Does anyone else deal with this? I hate secrets. I really do. I suck at secrets. Especially secrets that are not clearly labelled as "confidential."