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A Few Months Ago I Started Sharing Simple Moments from Family Life Online—Now My Husband Thinks I’m …

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A few months back, I started sharing stuff on social media. Not because I wanted to be famous or anything, or because I was desperate for attention. Honestly, I just enjoy it. I like filming recipes, sharing little snippets of daily life with my daughter, and those cosy moments around our house. Nothing too staged or polished. Just simple videos from the kitchen or the lounge, recording bits of my everyday routine.

Right from the off, my husband started acting a bit awkward about it. At first, hed make these throwaway commentsquestioning why I bothered, or who on earth would even watch my videos, or what the point of posting them was. I kept telling him its just something I do for fun, a bit of a distraction, but he never really saw it that way.

Then one day, he came out with it directlyaccusing me of posting online just to get attention from other men, for them to fancy me or watch my clips. I was honestly stunned, because I couldnt for the life of me figure out where that thought had come from. I mean, my videos are all about food, or packing up my daughters lunchbox, or some recipe that actually turned out alright for once. Its not like Im strutting around in a bikini, or dancing, or showing off my body or something.

The funniest part is, Ive got 99 followers. Ninety-nine! And half of them are familycousins, aunts, old mates from school. I even showed him the account, and the comments section, but he still insisted it was more about my motives than the actual numbers. He was convinced I was looking for something.

After that, the arguments kicked off. Every time I reached for my phone to film something, hed give me this weird look. If Id post a video, hed ask whod watched it. If anyone left an emoji, hed take it as flirting. One time, he even asked to see my private messages, which was pointless because I didnt have any. He said making these videos was disrespectful to him as my husband.

It got to the point where I didnt even feel I could film anything comfortably anymore. I started thinking twice before sharing anything, just worrying about being watched or judged in my own home. What had started out as a little hobby ended up becoming this massive source of tension. He kept saying I was changing, that I wasnt myself, that I was just after attention. Meanwhile, I felt like I couldnt do anything without it being over-analysed and misunderstood.

Now, I barely post at all. Not because I dont want to, but because I know every post will probably spark a fresh argument. I just dont know what to do anymore.

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