Short-ish and sweet:
I've been working on this concept for a while with (one time wayward)Hubs-
The notion that he got married too early,
not necessarily too young, but too soon.
He 'plugged me in' where the unconditional love of his parents and his extended family at large could have been (notice that I avoid the loaded word 'should')
... except that they weren't there,
because they were busy occupying and populating The Judgment Zone,
i.e. 'The Shoulds.'
They were so strong into 'The Shoulds' that it sucked all of the air out of the room, out of their lungs, out of Hub's lungs, out of my own damned lungs...
... it was suffocating.
So Hubs found me, and I was heavily invested personally in building infrastructure to replace my own disintegrated and absent family...
... and he plugged me into where the solid, infrastructure providing and supporting parents 'should' have been with their 'unconditional love,'
... and then he tried the ever loving fuck out of me with adolescent bullshit.
Because, IMHO, all he *ever* got out of his parents was Judgy McJudgathon. They provided the infrastructure and, to their own capacity, the 'love,' but it was always clearly, even starkly, framed as conditional.
Honestly, I felt like I dealt with his adolescense, because he didn't feel safe enough or secure enough to have a proper adolescence with his parents. They simply didn't have the capacity.
And also honestly, at the very same time, I mean absolutely simultaneously, WE WERE ADULTING AS HARD AS WE OR ANYONE ELSE HAS EVER ADULTED.
I don't want to take *anything* away from Hubs: in terms of providing the infrastructure we all seem to identify as 'proper and right' for building a life, he was providing in diamonds,
... and he was also, simultaneously, acting out like The Joker, more or less in my lap, and literally demanding that I just deal with it.
Whenever I hear/see/read about this type of behavior early in marriage, I recall that time in our marriage, and I wonder if I'm seeing a deferred/delayed/misplaced adolescence,
... misplaced/deferred to 'someplace safe.'
(I also ponder the idea that a deferred/displaced adolescense may be more, just simply 'more,' due to the sheer deferrance, and frustration, and that the fact that the older we are when we arrive at adolescense, the fewer/wider/less existent the boundaries, the greater and more fertile the opportunities, and the larger the pent up momentum.)
OP, might you perchance be acting out some rebellion, or some self discovery, or some past unmet needs, or some frustration, on your new marriage/your new husband???
*sent with respect and love*
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