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My husband wanted me to go to dinner this evening at his co-worker's. A dinner suggested by the co-worker so that they could meet each other's families over a BBQ. Sounds awesome right? Well to me it sounds like hell! All I can imagine is meeting new people, eating with them and then all the noises my stomach will make after eating, and the gas I will be holding onto because of the meal. Then there's the shooting pain from holding onto the gas because I'm afraid to fart in front of them, or go to the bathroom and take an epic dump/ lots of farts.
My husband was disappointed that I didn't want to go. I had to tell him that I wasn't feeling well. Often, I only have to look at food to bloat up. Pile on top of this my expectation that dinner will be awkward because I'm at a stranger's house. Pile on top of that, me eating something super fibrelicious a few hours ago because I've been having a pretty good run lately, and want to lose weight before a wedding next week. Well that backfired because I now have a fibre baby, and gas, and don't feel like eating dinner at a friendly stranger's house.
So I guess I'm feeling like it's not fair that my husband doesn't seem to understand where I'm coming from, and that he literally called in sick for me about this dinner to his coworker. I feel like I shouldn't have to go meet them for dinner if I don't want to. I get extremely anxious about having dinner at other people's houses for the above reasons, I hope that my husband can come to accept that. Argh.
Does anyone else have a spouse or someone close that just doesn't get it? Like you're letting them down?
But really, I feel like I'm not letting him down, I'm just exercising my right as an adult to not go. On the other hand, I also feel guilty that I didn't go tough it out. I literally had flash backs from when I was younger, of trying to get out of going to church, I was that frustrated.
Is it just me?
My husband was disappointed that I didn't want to go. I had to tell him that I wasn't feeling well. Often, I only have to look at food to bloat up. Pile on top of this my expectation that dinner will be awkward because I'm at a stranger's house. Pile on top of that, me eating something super fibrelicious a few hours ago because I've been having a pretty good run lately, and want to lose weight before a wedding next week. Well that backfired because I now have a fibre baby, and gas, and don't feel like eating dinner at a friendly stranger's house.
So I guess I'm feeling like it's not fair that my husband doesn't seem to understand where I'm coming from, and that he literally called in sick for me about this dinner to his coworker. I feel like I shouldn't have to go meet them for dinner if I don't want to. I get extremely anxious about having dinner at other people's houses for the above reasons, I hope that my husband can come to accept that. Argh.
Does anyone else have a spouse or someone close that just doesn't get it? Like you're letting them down?
But really, I feel like I'm not letting him down, I'm just exercising my right as an adult to not go. On the other hand, I also feel guilty that I didn't go tough it out. I literally had flash backs from when I was younger, of trying to get out of going to church, I was that frustrated.
Is it just me?