Okay, so, I gotta tell you about this thing that’s been going on with my husband lately. It’s not pretty, but I think it’s important to share, you know? And I recorded the whole thing so here we go.
It all started a few weeks ago. I noticed my husband was getting more and more agitated. Little things would set him off, and he’d start yelling. At first, I thought, “Okay, he’s just stressed from work,” and I tried to be understanding. I picked up his slack around the house, made sure he had his favorite meals, you name it. But it didn’t help. The yelling just got worse.
One day, I finally decided I had to do something. I waited until he seemed a bit calmer, and then I sat him down. I told him, as gently as I could, that the yelling was really hurting me. I explained that I felt scared and disrespected. I thought maybe if he understood how I felt, he’d make an effort to change. Yeah, I was wrong.
- He just got defensive.
- He said I was being too sensitive.
- He said I was making a big deal out of nothing.
I tried to keep my cool. I really did. I told him that maybe it was time to set some boundaries. I said that when he starts yelling, I’m just not going to engage. I’m not going to stick around and be a verbal punching bag. And if things got really bad, I’d leave the room or even the house, you know to keep my safe.
It was a tough conversation, but I felt like I had to do it. This yelling situation really affected me, making me feel so anxious and stressed, like I had to walk on eggshells all the time. It was affecting my sleep, my appetite, and even how I interacted with people. I realized I was becoming a shell of my former self, and that’s when I knew I had to take action.
So, I started reaching out to my friends and family. Just talking to them about it helped a lot. They gave me support and reminded me that I’m not alone. I also started looking into resources for people dealing with domestic issues, and that’s when I found some hotlines and support groups. It was a relief to know there were people who understood what I was going through.
My next move
I also suggested that he consider talking to a therapist. I thought maybe there were some underlying issues he needed to work through. He wasn’t too thrilled about the idea, but he agreed to think about it. To be honest, I’m not holding my breath, but I figured it was worth a shot.
Anyway, that’s where things stand now. It’s been a rough few weeks, but I feel like I’m finally doing something to address the situation. It’s not easy, but I’m trying to stay strong and take care of myself. And sharing this whole messed-up story with you all has actually been pretty therapeutic. Thanks for listening, guys.
