My partner has to leave for work by 7:30. My first grader can be dropped of at school at 7:30. Until this morning we were unsure of early drop off. Since I’m waiting to get a new car (today) I thought my partner would take the first grader and I’d walk to preK. For two years I’ve brought the kids to school everyday. Last night when I was stressing to figure it out I suggested that I could use a taxi to get the first grader off. That would mean taking the car seats out of my partner’s car, installing them in the taxi, dropping the kid off, then back home to take the car seats out of the taxi then back in to our car. This morning I call the school to find out we can drop off at 7:30. The perfect time.

I bring it up with my partner and she says “No. I’m not doing it.” She won’t do it because it would be helping me, she says, and I don’t deserve her help. I say bullshit. It’s called parenting.

My anger steadily increased as she wouldn’t budge her position. It felt to me like she was teaching me a lesson. “Why!??! Why won’t you take your kid to school!??!” I flipped the fuck out. Tried to wrestle the car keys from her, broke a door, screamed like a mad man, scared the shit out of my children, ruined my own day, and probably disturbed the neighbors, then broke down sobbing.

I’m so sorry. I’ve done shit like this a bunch of times. There’s more to it but I just needed to say this.

Edit: Thank you, strangers. I’ve never shared anything like this with anyone other than a therapist. Who the hell can you open to IRL and tell that you’re a monster? All of your responses were helpful. Just knowing that my words were read and registered with others mattered a lot and solidified what I already knew: this relationship must cease.