Had booked a holiday in Spain and the first three days went wonderfully. 'Say thank you to your dad for such a wonderful holiday.' I had booked the second half of the week in a 5* place. But this - though definitely 5* - wasn't amazing and it rained and rained and rained for three days. So, even though the place had been booked with her permission, it all became my fault. Yet another example of how I was selfish. Then other stuff came out.
So, finally, after 12 years, I decided to fight back and wrote her a letter.
Dear M
Thank you for your outburst on Sunday night. I was
wondering if I ought just to move on and hope things improve but, clearly, that
is not going to happen. You have accused me of being callous and, actually, not
a very nice person. I promised you a letter at Easter but did not follow
through as the situation did get better but, this time, please bear with me.
You will not believe, by the way, how similar my
life at home is to my life at work: I keep trying to do the right things and
just get slapped about for my pains.
Your latest
unhappiness
In Spain, you were absolutely fine in Malaga. Then
it rained (out of my control), you could not go out for one day and you did not
like the hotel – so that became my fault. In anticipation, you had no issues –
‘the most romantic destination in Europe’ was it not? But now it is, ‘Had it been me, I would never have booked that place.’ I asked you before booking it but the fact that you ultimately
did not enjoy it, has made you retrospectively angry. Sorry, that is unfair on me.
Because I did not pay much attention to the meal
price, you have taken it that I don’t mind spending money on food when down to
me but resent it when you do. I have never asked you to use Groupon. I have
never complained about the cost of a meal. Every time you have suggested a
meal in town, I have said ‘yes’ if I have been able to. If you have been waiting for me
to invite you then I’m sorry. But the last few months have been extremely
stressful at work – and this can be fixed.
I have been speaking to you about a winter holiday
since the summer and we agreed that we would book later but you have been in a
funk for more than a month now. So, again, this is retrospective anger. I would
not risk a holiday without consultation as you would probably just accuse me of
doing what I pleased. Even you did not know that December packages are booked
up in February / March.
Presents and
Support
In the past, every time I have bought a present, it
has not been liked. Dress – you asked me not to buy any in the future;
jewellery and watch – which we bought together – in a vault; handbag – returned
and changed; flowers – you have specifically told me not to buy; spa – again,
you have said you don’t want. A break on your own? Again, no. So, what is left,
given that you do not have any particular interests / hobbies? Lingerie? A
special meal with your friends for your 40th? No. We did buy the Mac
specifically for you. However, if those ‘nos’ were really ‘yes’ then I’m sorry.
I can go back to buying presents and I had intended
to anyway. Ask this, though, of your friends. Flowers on Valentine’s Day and
breakfast and a lie-in on Mother’s Day sure but .... Always doing the night
shift with the baby? Me. Sleeping with him when he is ill? Me. Lying in most week-ends to
10 at least? You. Going downstairs at 1:30 am every night for six / nine
months? Me. Doing hours and hours of ironing when the pile gets too much?
Mostly me. In the early years, cleaning toilets, hoovering? Me. Cleaning your
pubic hair from the shower and period blood from the toilet? Me. (I had left a
streak for you which you have removed I saw). For a while, I would come home
and even have to prepare our son's food some evenings.
You may say that you never asked for this support.
Trust me. If I had to work late three evenings in a row there would be stress
at home and I would be the bad guy. It got to the point where I was working
at the office (which is no holiday by the way) and then starting a substantial
second shift at home – which would last till 9pm. I decided that this was not fair
– particularly as our son has been full time in school since 2009. So I decided
to go swimming and have gradually pulled back from the cooking and washing up.
If you want me to go back to it, tell me.
Desire to be better
In order to look better, I have spent money, time
and energy losing weight and inches and getting fitter. I focus on the inside
while you focus on the outside. For clothes, have I ever, EVER, questioned what
you buy for yourself and our son? Me - leave to me. I enjoy the gym, I spend money
on golf, I can look professional if I need to.
And, if we are talking about bettering ourselves , why did
we live for a year and half with curry juice on the wall? Or months and
months with an overgrown garden? Why is the house a mess most of the time? Why
do you not exercise? These are all your accountabilities and, believe me, I
do not care one jot about any of them. But should you not judge yourself
against the same standards on which you judge others?
I am naturally untidy and so I am ok with mess. I
know I could make a mistake driving at any time and so did not make a drama
when you drove into something even when you had the alarm screaming at you. I
forget things – I am forgiving of other people forgetting things. I do not have
standards for others that differ from what I have for myself.
Only thinking
about others
This is an old accusation. Do you
know why I appreciate my friends so much? Because they give me unadulterated
affection, they give me confidence and do not make me feel stupid. They also do
not work on the ‘accounting principle’ of like and dislike. You mention my god-daughter.
From memory, I did not give her anything last Christmas or her previous
birthday – mainly because I was apprehensive of your reaction.
You have been the lead in making fundamental
decisions. Having a child; choosing to live as far away from my parents as
possible for fear of interference; not working; not using babysitters. I have
supported you in every decision as is my duty. If those decisions are leading
to frustration then change something. For now, you are taking it out on me. Soon
it may be our son and you have to be careful of becoming overly controlling. I
have often suggested in the past that you find an interest or a hobby – during
the day, in the evenings, whatever. You have not done so – another fundamental
decision.
Your moods
A person should be entitled to feel that home is
where there is a safe haven and support. At your best – which lasted this time
from a little before you left for India to the Wednesday of the Spain trip –
you are funny, outgoing and a pleasure to come home to. But, then come the bad
times when this is not the case and I have no doubt that I react to that. From
January 2011 to Venice you were in a mood. I was afraid to come home, wondering
what I would be told that I had done wrong. This is a recurring theme – if you
remember I used to point this out to you by joking about you throwing a wobbly
once every month.
You are extremely cutting in your remarks to people
closest to you. I have occasionally been shocked at how you speak to your
parents and they have clearly let you get away with it.
Time Management
Let me preface this by saying that your time is
your time. But I have come to the conclusion that you do not like routine work.
So, you go to Sainsbury’s after school, you do not start cooking until 6/7, you
get distracted by Facebook or messages and you work till late, late, late. So,
you end up being stressed. If that is the routine you prefer, fine. But
understand the stress you are putting yourself under.
I am not at all suggesting that you perform
the part of the traditional housewife. That is not you. But it is surely
possible to organise yourself a little better or ask for help – send ironing to
the dry cleaners for example as I have suggested. Develop a routine for food so
that there is a base scenario rather than having to think up something new
every day.
Tired
To survive, I have to believe that I am an ok
person. I am not judgemental and I do not expect of others what I do not expect
from myself. But I am tired. I have tried to be a supportive husband and
a good father – in the past, a good son. But, clearly, I have not succeeded.
And, so, I give up. I give up questioning my every action against your possible
reaction. I give up trying to second guess you. I give up worrying about you –
though you will continue to have my support.
So......
1.
I will be more demonstrative and
buy more gifts.
a.
You will not criticise anything I
buy for our son but, of course, you will be free to change anything I get for
you.
2.
Starting December 13th,
you and I will go to a posh restaurant for lunch once every month. I have
already booked the ones for December and January.
3.
I will not try to read your mind.
We should be grown up enough to say ‘yes’ when we mean ‘yes’ and ‘no’ when we
mean ‘no’ without our motives being questioned.
4.
We will try for a last minute
Christmas / New Year deal this year but, failing that, will – together – agree
a Christmas holiday for 2013 early in 2012.
5.
This constant stress and what may
or may not please you on the week-end is strange. So, from January 12/13, you
and I will take alternate week-ends. Let’s plan early rather than on the day
when I have to guess what will please you.
6.
If you want me to do more cooking
and cleaning I am happy to do so – but give me specific days.
7.
For the February half-term, I
will book you a city break on your own – perhaps to Prague. You need time on
your own without worrying about our son.
8.
I will give you as much support
as I can but all of the above is mechanical. If you want to go to counselling,
arrange it and I will come.
By profession I am a change manager. If we take
these steps, maybe we will get back to what we sometimes have been. Our son deserves to be our sub-set rather that the intersection of two separate
circles.
This is one side of the story. I am sorry if I have
been harsh but I am still talking in gentler currency than you often do. You
will not agree with much of what I have written. My suggestion is that we work
our way mechanically through the list and start afresh, one step at a time. Up
to you.
In the end
As has been dramatically and tragically shown
recently, life is short. We have a wonderful son, we are healthy, we
lack for nothing – though it is always possible to have more of everything.
You are about to turn 40. If you are lucky, you
will live as long as you have lived. I will probably live less. Let us not
waste the time we have left.
In the end, your contentment is tied up in your
head and is in your hands - and not in anything I can do.
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