My husband is verbally and emotionally abusive. I have had major depression for over a year and can't climb out. For the past six weeks or so, he's been 'nicer' but over the past week he's returned to his sniping, criticism, passive aggressive behaviour and using our 5 yr old son as a way to get to me - for example he recently said: "Mommy is lazy, but she doesn't like us to say that..." when I'm in the next room.
My mood has taken another nose dive. I've been wondering what I'd done to make him turn on me again. After eating well in recent months, today I actually overate. I wouldn't call it a binge. I just ate beyond my rules...to slightly uncomfortable fullness. This isn't a big deal, but it is something to watch and I'm sure I did it because I'd had a rough day and taken crap from him.
Last week my son put a foreign object in his ear. They couldn't get it out in the emergency dept. So after chasing for a while I finally got an appointment for today. Last night I told my husband I was feeling anxious about it and he made fun of me - told me I was being ridiculous. Not in a "Oh there's nothing to worry about, he'll be fine..." sort of way, but in a mocking, cruel "you're neurotic" sort of way. I wasn't freaked out about it, but I knew that my son was worried about it and I was also worried in case they couldn't get it out because I didn't want them to have to deal with it under anaesthetic. I told him I was only talking to him looking for a little emotional support so I wouldn't worry my son about it and because it wasn't exactly going to be a fun outing. More fool me to ask for that, he winced his face up like I was stupid+crazy.
So I take him to the appointment today and it really wasn't too bad, but my son WAS worried. I acted like it was no big deal and how he's such a big brave boy (which he is). The doctor was really good and actually dealt with him with kid gloves more than I would have - because I know my son doesn't freak out easily. He got the 'thing' out (like a sequin but not a sequin).
When my husband got home he asked about the ear and I said they got it out and that it was fine. He literally said "I told you so, you were being ridiculous" and then said "But hey, he was worried..." My husband said "I wonder why" and then said "The least you could do is apologise to me as it wasn't a big deal."
Ughhh and now I just feel sick...not a nice thing to have to do - and belittled for being reasonably concerned about it.


I hope). Now we have a great marriage, not to say we don't have rough patches, we are having one now as a matter of fact, but we never cross certain lines anymore.
It made me tear up!
