My Husband Only Ever Thinks of Himself: He Eats Everything in Sight and Doesn’t Even Leave Food for Our Child – Adam, where have the bananas gone? – I ask my husband. – I ate them; I fancied some. – Couldn’t you have left at least one for our son’s snack? – Honestly, it’s all being blown out of proportion. It’s not like you can’t buy bananas in the shops. – Then go get some more. – I’ve got the football match on—how am I supposed to go? This happens all the time in our family: cheese, biscuits, apples—if I don’t hide the food, my son might go hungry thanks to his own dad. We’ve been married for five years, and our son’s about to turn two. We’re paying off a mortgage, so money’s tight. My husband thinks he’s the provider because he gave us a home, but in reality, he just sold his single flat for the deposit, and my parents helped too. My mum says Adam is incredibly selfish, and I have to admit, she’s got a point. One day, we were getting ready for a birthday party. I’m in the kitchen preparing everything for our guests, and he keeps getting under my feet, clearing the plates as fast as I fill them. The worst part? He had a go at the cake too! I’d left it on the balcony since there wasn’t space in the fridge. When I brought it in to slice for the party, I found a chunk of decorated chocolate missing—imagine how mortified I was. It’s a constant thing. Sure, he earns money, but surely he can show a little consideration for others? His favourite line is always, “Don’t worry, we’ll just buy more!” He might not care about me, but how can he not care about his own child—especially with money being so tight? We get through a month’s worth of groceries in just a week. “Why are you having a go at him? He’s a man, he should eat what he wants. He earns the money. Stop moaning and just cook more,” his mother tells me. But it doesn’t matter how much I cook—it’s never enough. He’ll eat it all. And there’s no question of just buying more—we have the mortgage to pay, clothes to buy, and other household needs. In the end, I told my husband that if he did it again, I’d file for divorce. We could split the flat and live our separate lives. Now he’s sulking, and he’s gone running to his mum. My mother-in-law won’t even speak to me anymore. But honestly, I still think I’m right. What do you think?

My husband only ever thinks of himself. He gobbles up everything in sight, never leaving a morsel for anyone, not even our child.

James, where have the bananas gone? I asked.
I ate them. I fancied something sweet, he replied.
Couldnt you have saved just one for our sons snack?
Oh, dont make fuss. Bananas arent exactly rare at the shops.
Then perhaps you could go and get some more?
Ive got a football match to catch. How am I supposed to pop out?

This isnt a rare occurrence in our household. Whether its cottage cheese, biscuits, or apples, I find myself hiding food away so our son isnt left hungry, thanks to his fathers endless appetite.

Weve been married for five years now. Our son will be turning two soon. Were paying off the mortgage, so theres not much left to go around each month. My husband thinks of himself as the provider, just because he put his old studio flat towards the deposit. My parents helped as well, though. My mum says James is terribly selfish, and honestly, I often agree.

One day, we were getting the house ready for our sons birthday party. I was busy in the kitchen, making sure thered be enough food for the guests, while James fluttered around, picking away at the plates as soon as my back was turned. The worst of it was with the cake. Id left it out on the balcony, as there was no room left in the fridge. When I went to fetch it, ready to cut it up for everyone, I was mortified to see that hed already taken a big slice from the neatly decorated chocolate section. I cant tell you how embarrassed I was.

This sort of thing happens all the time. Yes, he earns a living, but surely he could manage to think of others for once. Hes always got an excuse: Well just buy some more, dont worry! Its one thing if he cant be bothered about me, but how can he not care about his own child? Especially now, with money so tight and me counting on every item in the cupboard. Some weeks, we eat through our monthly grocery budget in just a few days.

His mother always leaps to his defence. Oh, just leave him be! He works hard and hes a man, let him eat. If youre so bothered, just cook more, she says.

Its funny, no matter how much food I make, it never seems to be enough for him. Hell eat up the lot. We simply cant afford to keep buying more when theres the mortgage, clothes, and all the other essentials to worry about.

Finally, I laid it out for James: if this happens again, well be getting a divorce. Well split the flat and go our separate ways. He took it badly, told his mum, and now she refuses to speak to me. But I honestly believe Im in the right. What do you think?

In the end, perhaps the real lesson here is that in a family, consideration and self-restraint matter just as much as bringing home a paycheque. Without thoughtfulness for others, even the fullest cupboard feels empty.