It does not sound absurd to me; it sounds 100% accurate.
I can logically see how this is...and emotionally want to support him, in whatever way he needs it.
It's just that my grinding reality..the monotony of wiping bottoms and snot noses and playing endless games of pretend and listening to the baby cry (she has a fussy personality) and coloring and....and....and....
dammit. It's hard, is all.
It's hard to find my own strength to keep going when I can't lean on his. I can't depend on him to provide me with the smallish things I ask because he's too wrapped up in his own stuff.
Sucks to be me.
But....like I said, I've vacated the Chair so I'm not going to dwell on it.
How's this.
I will try not to ask the question. You're right; it's nothing but a way to induce guilt and that's the last thing MrH needs to have heaped on him.
