Some days as a wife and mother, you give more than you have.
You wake up, manage kids, cook, clean, work, support financially, carry emotions, and still... someone finds a fault.
That “someone” is usually the person you hoped would understand you most.
Recently, I found myself angry-really angry-at my husband.
Not because of one big thing, but because of many small things piling up. I financially help him, I try to manage the house, and still he points out what’s left “undone” -maybe it’s the floor not mopped or something not cooked "on time."
In that moment, his words weren’t just words.
They took away all the invisible things I had already done.
🎭 The Mask I Wore
I kept quiet at first, trying to “stay calm.” But inside, I was boiling.
Why do I have to take this? Why does everything I do never feel enough?
I wore a mask of patience, but deep inside, I was hurt. Not because of the chore-but because of the constant judgment. Especially when I was already carrying part of his burden too.
👁️ My Blind Spot
After reacting with anger, I started overthinking.
“Did I go too far?” “Should I have stayed silent?” “Did I ruin the peace?”
But then I realized—I wasn’t wrong for reacting.
I’ve been overfunctioning for so long, I forgot I was allowed to feel angry.
I kept proving my worth in effort, hoping he’d see it. And when he didn’t, it shattered me—for that moment.
🌿 What I’m learning
I don’t need to absorb words that come from a place of ignorance or stress.
I can say, calmly but clearly, “I won’t accept being spoken to like this, especially when I do so much.”
I am allowed to set emotional boundaries. Even in marriage.
💬 A Note to Anyone Feeling This Too
If you’re carrying the weight of love, care, and responsibilities-while still being judged-know that you're not alone.
Your reaction doesn’t make you weak. Your silence doesn’t make you peaceful. And your love isn’t proven in suffering.
We deserve relationships where effort is seen, not measured against flaws.
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