I don’t know how to survive marriage with my husband when we can’t deal with my PMS. Even not on Clomid. I am emotional, needy, bitchy and end up screamy. He is a right-fighter and my PMS is not reason enough for him to stop this practice. Unfortunately my PMS-self can’t deal with that. At all. When I’m on Clomid, tuna-in-the-face happens. Ugh.
Plus, when I first met him he was in great shape. And the next year he trained with me for a half marathon even though he doesn’t love running like I do. Now he refuses to workout regularly. And today he wore flip flops on our walk! It was slllllllllow and he got blisters so I couldn’t complain too much. But ugh. I have told him from the beginning I want a partner I can workout with sometimes. And that is not what I have anymore. 😦
What do we do?! I can’t live with fighting EVERY month. I can’t live with being disappointed when I try to go for a brisk walk/run with him and he strolls. And then be uber jealous when I watch couples do that as I go alone.