First thank you for this site. I've read around and see that our family isn't alone. For that I'm grateful.
Our story is much like others. My husband for the last couple years hasn't been himself. More and more often he has angry, cruel moments where I too feel angry.
My father in law past away almost ten years now, and my mother in law will have been a year next month. Thankfully I was blessed to be a stay at home Mom so I took care of both of them during this time. We moved two years ago, and I took care of my mother in law until her passing day. To me at times I feel I might be an interesting personality. I'm a peacemaker, but sometimes that means taking sides when I feel things aren't right. We have two children of which that are at home. One is older and the other is a teen. The oldest is working, but working nights. Sometimes I feel it is a good thing. My husband picks fights with the oldest on a daily basis.
Sadly the fights are nit picky, but I most of the time ignore them and ask the oldest to ignore them as well. He changed jobs{when we moved two years ago} in which was difficult for him too. He works too many hours and feels underappreciated. {At this same time I've started my own business.} Since the work load for him is too much at times I've asked him to ask the company for me to help him at his work. He hasn't received a response. Lately he has just been plain rude. My son loves to cook and is looking to do this for his profession. Last night I worked late and he offered to make dinner. It was a considerate notion and he wanted the food to be hot when I came home. I let him know I would be home at seven pm. After the food was made my husband said it was too late to eat and he wouldn't eat what he worked hard to make for the family. To many this may seem petty, but it is a constant thing. If I get home late and cook he will eat no matter what.
These petty feelings make us fight. To me I'm appreciative of the help and his delivery of his comments are rude. I honestly don't know how much more of these feelings I can endure. I'm a private person and I don't believe in airing all my laundry so to speak. Please give honesty solutions or experiences that can help. I would like to go to counseling or Hospice for grieving, but I know he will not go. I've tried and just don't know what else to do.
From the bottom of my heart thank you.
