Just Stinky Socks? 🤦‍♀️🧦

Picture this: I’m chilling with my sons, enjoying a rare peaceful moment, when my husband storms in, waving a pair of disgusting socks like he’s won a prize. Instead of calmly asking our eldest to toss them in the wash, he shoves them right in his face! I was livid—who humiliates their own kid over laundry? But honestly, it’s not just about the socks. It’s about respect, boundaries, and the trust that’s supposed to hold us together as partners and parents. Why does he feel the need to cross lines just to make a point? And why do I feel like the bad guy for stepping in? These little moments keep piling up, making me question if we’re even on the same team anymore. If you were in my shoes, would you let it slide or call him out? How do you rebuild trust when it feels like every day brings a new test? Help me out, friend—I’m seriously at my wit’s end! 😤🧦🤷‍♀️ #ParentingStruggles #TrustIssues #RelationshipBoundaries #RomanticRelationships