Last night I was beyond furious with my husband. That morning I had received news of an early opening in a training program that I have been wanting to attend. It usually takes several months for an opening but there was an opportunity in only one month. I wanted to talk to him first before accepting though. It’s pretty expensive and I was worried that I was making a mistake paying for it myself instead of looking for a job and potentially having them send me. Plus I had already spent some of our own money on previous educational training. Of course he had a late meeting after work that day so he didn’t get home until around 9:30 pm. I had been texting him about the opportunity so he knew we needed to talk. When he got home he went right into it before even changing which was nice but also felt very rushed. I told him he can change and get comfortable then then we can discuss it. Well this lead to him getting comfortable and going on telling me all about his day. I told him I was frustrated that we were talking about his day instead of my news and that now we don’t have time to talk about my stuff anymore. I had a show that I was wanting to watch and he knows that. I watch it every week. Just because he got home late doesn’t change the fact that I was wanting to watch my show. I tried talking to him after but he was on his phone and then was his usual unenergetic, apathetic sounding self who always seems half asleep during our conversations. Then he wonders why I’m upset. He says it’s my fault for not talking about it the second he got home. Really? How about all of those times that I’m the “nagging wife” because I try to go right into things when he walks in the door without letting him relax first. It’s lose-lose and we just ended up in a huge fight. Now I don’t feel supported I don’t have answers, and I feel stupid for waiting all day to talk to him when it wasn’t even helpful. At this point I might as well have just made a decision without including or discussing it with him. I don’t know why he does this to me and I wish he cared that it hurts me. To be fair I did come into the conversation already very nervous and anxious but I wish he had seen that and supported me more, even though I’m sure he was tired from a long day. It’s hard because logically I know how much he loves me and would support me no matter what, but emotionally sometimes I’m just not feeling what I need from him.