Things were too calm so barely husband decided to get his claws out again. Scarily, he didn’t lash out at me, he did it at Raven.
She likes to talk, crack jokes and be funny a lot of the time but, like every kid her age, she has her introspective moments. She appreciates some alone and quiet time.
She was with him this weekend and she was feeling like that. He took it personally, as if she was doing it to disrespect or defy him.
She told me he screamed at her for 30 minutes straight. I know those outbursts all too well. They used to be directed at me and, honestly, I wished they still were. Raven does not deserve them.
She started crying while he talked crap about my parenting skills, telling her I’m fucking up her upbringing by letting her do whatever she wants.
He wants her to be more considerate of other people’s feelings, of his feelings.
That’s when I laughed. I apologised to her for laughing but I realised he wants a pity party. He wants her to feel sorry for him and basically agree I’m the bitch who ruined his life.
Erm… Not gonna happen.
I think he got moody because I told him I’m spending Xmas with my friends in Belgium. Did he hope I’d spend it alone? Probably.