I'm at a loss with my husband.
He and I have a rocky marriage, at best. I'm afraid to open up to him sometimes because in the past he's used things against me. But over the last few months, we've been working things out and I've been trying to trust him with my feelings again.
Yesterday though all that exploded in my face.
I'd forgotten to run an errand for him - and read him the riot act when I arrived home and he was nowhere to be found. He says I went from 0-60 in no time flat...which, to be perfectly honest, I probably did.
But he turned it personal and called me wacko, then he accused me of playing the victim when I reminded him I don't choose to be this way.
He thinks medication is a miracle cure and will immediately fix all of my problems. As we all know...this isn't the case.
I'm only in my 4th week of my first med...from all that I've read, very rarely does the first medication at the first dosage work properly. Isn't there a certain amount of 'tweaking' before we get the meds just right?
Husband is out of town until the end of the week, and I'm thankful we'll have a few days to cool down and gain some perspective. Granted, all the housework and parenting duties are now on my shoulders, but I welcome those challenges versus being with him right now.
Thanks for reading my mini-vent.