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The original was posted on /r/AmItheAsshole by /u/No_Age_9486 on 2023-08-06 14:57:24.

My husband (39M), our son (5), and I (38F) are on holiday, of which we’ll be spending 3 days at his best friends farm to celebrate his 40th birthday.

The friend’s 40th birthday party took place on his farm, which is far from any town. There were only 7 adults and two children. (important note: in our country, the electricity is switched off for 4-6 hours twice a day.)

The antibiotics I was taking for a UTI was making me feel very unwell the day before and during the party. However, I tried to participate in the festivities. Eventually, at around 9pm, I decided to go to bed as I was really nauseous. I left my son with my husband, who brought him to our suite at 10pm. I noticed that my husband appeared quite drunk. Worried about our isolation and the potential need for his help, especially during the electricity outage between 11pm and 5am, I asked him to not drink too much for the rest of the, he assured me that he would moderate his drinking.

At 1:30am, my son started vomiting all over the bed we were sleeping in, just as my husband returned to our room. Everything was covered in vomit, and my phone was the only source of light. I asked my husband to run a bath for my son, but he couldn’t find the bathroom door. Instead, I asked him to use towels to soak up some of the vomit from the bed. However, he began pushing the vomit onto the carpeted floor with his hands. I asked that he hold our son while I dealt with the mess. Instead, he passed out on the floor with our son in his arms, rather than on one of the single beds.

My son continued to vomit every 15 mins for the next 4 hours, all in complete darkness. I couldn’t always provide him with a bin in time, as he would sometimes vomit in his sleep. I tried waking my husband up multiple times, but he remained completely unconscious.

Finally, around 3am, I managed to wake my husband and asked for his help. However, he refused, said he was sleeping, and turned around to go back to sleep.

I feel deeply betrayed. I always believed that, regardless of the circumstances, my husband would prioritize our son’s well-being. This belief was unwavering until now.

We still at the farm, with my son napping in my arms. I’ve been avoiding everyone as much as possible because I know my anger towards my husband is affecting the atmosphere, which is unfair to the others. However, I can’t completely avoid them.

My husband has apologised, saying he should have helped, but he doesn’t think his actions were that bad because it was his best friend’s 40th birthday party. Unfortunately, he is already drunk again.

When I asked him to assist with washing the vomit-covered clothes and linen, he dismissed me saying, “I don’t talk to shit like you.” This was the final straw. I told him that I’m changing our flights, and we will be flying back home on Monday and I’ll be seeing a divorce lawyer on Tuesday. Suddenly, he tries to apologize again.

AITA for not accepting apology?