My Husband Asked Me to Fund His Luxury Vacation with Friends and Promised to Pay Me Back – but When He Didn’t, I Taught Him a Lesson

But there’s this other side to my husband, this need to be praised constantly, to be seen as the hero of every narrative.

It’s not dangerous narcissism, just exhausting sometimes.

Mark’s a good father, don’t get me wrong. Most of the time. Except lately I’ve been running on autopilot with our six-month-old daughter.

Picture endless bottles, diaper changes at 3 a.m., the kind of sleep deprivation that makes you forget what day it is.

Meanwhile, Mark sleeps through the night like he’s got earplugs made of concrete and wakes up complaining if his coffee isn’t strong enough.

So when he started obsessing over his 40th birthday months in advance, I should’ve seen the red flags waving.

“Liv, turning 40 is huge,” he’d say at least once a week. “I want to celebrate properly this year.”

Continue reading…