So I thought things were going well. I was trying to do my part to turn things around. I made sure to greet him when I came home. I sat on the couch with him (he complained I sat separately from him). I smiled and laughed and he bought me a rose to show his appreciation. I bent a bit on the finances (I am quite tight on the money since I'm the only income). Today is his birthday. I had to work, but thought that this evening we'd do something together. Clearly I needed to state that explicitly because he is out at the bar (again), doing his thing, and told me he'd "probably be home before I go to bed". He had another plan for tonight, that I found about last Wed, to go to a friends' home with our neighbor. He didn't invite me on that outing either, I had to ask if I was welcome. He didn't think to ask me if I wanted to meet up with him after I got off work. That's the part that hurts-it feels like he doesn' t even have the thought that on his birthday, he wants to spend it with his wife/his best friend. I went again my initial urge, which was to cry to my family. I came home, cried it out, now I'm waiting for Chinese delivery and the hell with it. I hope he comes home late, and I can wait until tomorrow to tell him how I feel, so I have time to decompress and not tell him my feelings while still entrenched in them. Maybe the conversation will be productive instead of him feeling like I'm attacking him. Am I wrong for feeling so sad about this whole thing?
