I told my other half how galling it was when I'm dieting and he gets my food wrong (it's a diet given to me for a specific purpose and for that purpose it has to be EXACT, exact ingredients, exact amounts measure a certain way). That I try so hard to be prepared, resist cakes and sweets, even sat with people eating pizza and I'm not having anything, when he then cooks and he's forgotten the amounts (which are mostly the same several meals a day for like 3-6 months at a time) I feel like dying. Well I came home last weekend and my fridge was full of all the right stuff, all portioned out and boxed up.
I was gobsmacked, yes gobsmacked and touched.
It also meant I was less stressy and we had a lovely evening together as a result (so bonus for us both).
The resentment I had for last time he'd 'forgotten' I'd held from almost a year ago, then another incident few weeks back. They way I'd handled it at the time was to just huff and puff which is what I'd decided was better than snapping. The resentment was still there, which made me dread him cooking so finally decided to tell him outside of any incidents and it made the difference.
Sorry for taking over your thread, not sure what I'm trying to say but I do know it's really difficult when you are sober, these things come up and it's like a massive learning process and you won't always get it right, it's a bit like trial and error.
I'm also wondering if DH has been so used to you being a certain way when you were drinking, now you are sober 24/7 it could be very different for him. The power shifts, the way in which you react changes, so learning for everyone.
Hang in there and I'm proud you've got 30 days, here's to the next 30 which will take you up to March, the 3rd Month of the year!
He promised he would support me with the fitness stuff as he has said in the past then only a week into it.. He is already being an ass.. What a dream having your food prepped for you.
My husband won't even weigh something for me.
We went out to dinner Friday night and he orders wine.. He asked me if I was mad and I wasn't at the time but the more I think about it the more I think he could have foregone a fucking glass of wine. It was on my day 31- you know the goal I set. I wonder if he was thinking I would give in. Maybe he wanted me too...
UK- please NEVER feel like you are taking over my thread... I love it when you post you know that.
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