Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Volcanic Compounding

My husband, John is REALLY annoying the hell out of me at the moment! In fact, i'd go as far as to say our marriage is in trouble.
We've been together 11 years and i've always thought the sun shone out of his butt. But over the last say 4 months, it's like i had rose coloured glasses and they've fallen off.
It's little things that bother me and they are all building up. But the major thing that is really getting to me is the fact that he's apparently falling apart. Every day he complains about not feeling well somewhere [or a few places]. He doesn't do anything about these ailments except pop a few mild pain killers. If i turn to look at him, 8 times out of 10 he's pulling a face like something is hurting him or he gives a look as if to say, "Eh, what do you do!". It's like he needs constant sympathy for the tiniest thing and he really doesn't want any of it [if it's there] to get better. At first i would give him sympathy, but it got tiring, and now i just want to punch him in the face [lol]
He's 45 and unfit, living on a crap diet, so he's getting aches and pains, sure. But it's something new every day! If we make plans to do something he always falls ill as well. He knows how to avoid most of his afflictions [such as indigestion] but he doesn't.
I am 39, overweight, and i get sore and achy too...a lot! But i don't gripe and whine about every little creak and pinch. I friggen deal with it!
I have told John that it bothers me that he whinges about every little thing. So then he doesn't tell me about anything, even if it's serious. It's like every tiny thing is serious and so he can't separate them. Go to the damn doctor if there's something persisting!
It's driving me mad, seriously. I can't shrug it off anymore and with every complaint it's compounding in my head.
We are going to a new years party tonight. We don't go out often so i'm looking forward to it. Well guess what? Just before, he had to rush outside coz he felt like he had to vomit....sigh....Another night out on my own while John stays home to play World Of Warcraft. And i instantly got raging mad!! [He didn't see it] I don't verbalise it because he'd just accuse me of being cold and uncaring. But it's getting to the point where i don't want to be around him anymore, because i don't want to get angry a bit more over the next complaint.
I don't know what to do about it. But on the other hand, he can see me getting more and more distant, and doesn't seem too interested in why.

Update: After airing all that, i feel a lot better about it and the bubbling volcano has gone back to being just settled lava lol