We have all heard about the “baby blues” and the absolute mountain of hormones that comes with a new infant, but one husband on Reddit is facing a dilemma that feels like a literal punch to the gut. We usually preach patience and grace during the postpartum period, but what happens when a “symptom” of a diagnosis crosses a line that can never be un-crossed? Imagine finally finding a moment of peace with your four-month-old, only for your most precious memento of a deceased sibling to end up in pieces on the kitchen floor over a bag of onions.
The Original Poster (OP) has been married to his wife for six years, and while they should be in that “new baby bubble,” they are actually living in a minefield. His wife was recently diagnosed with Postpartum Depression (PPD) and is dealing with intense bouts of rage. The OP, being a total saint, has spent months being her emotional punching bag, telling himself that the fierce lashing out isn’t “her,” but the illness. He has been supportive, sympathetic, and patient—right up until the moment a simple mistake turned into a tragedy he can’t ignore.
The drama started over the most mundane thing possible: onions. The OP went to the grocery store and, despite being reminded multiple times, forgot to grab them. We’ve all been there! He apologized and offered to go right back out, but his wife completely lost her cool. In a fit of PPD-induced rage, she grabbed the first thing she saw on the counter and hurled it at the floor. It wasn’t a cheap mug or a plastic toy. It was the watch his sister gave him before she passed away from cancer—an engraved memento that was his last physical connection to her.


The second that watch shattered, something inside the OP shattered too. He describes feeling “numb,” and while he did the “right” thing by comforting his sobbing wife and telling her it was okay, he was internally realizing a devastating truth. For the first time in six years, he looked at the woman he married and realized he wasn’t sure if he loved her anymore. It is one thing to forgive a mean comment or a missed meal, but it is another thing entirely to look at the broken pieces of your sister’s memory and feel anything but resentment.
Now, he is playing the long game. He doesn’t want to blow up his life while his wife is still in the thick of a mental health crisis, so he’s planning to wait a year before making a move. But the thought of divorce is officially on the table. He’s wondering if he’s an ahole for even thinking about leaving over an accident, but can we really call it an “accident” when it was born out of repeated, fierce anger?
Let’s be real for a second: PPD is a monster, and “postpartum rage” is a very real, very scary symptom that doesn’t get talked about enough. But having a diagnosis doesn’t mean your actions don’t have permanent consequences. There is a limit to how much “grace” one person can give before they simply run out of empathy. The OP has been holding it together for months, but the destruction of that watch feels like the straw that broke the camel’s back—and then set the camel on fire.
The commentary on the post is split, and honestly, we get it. Some people think he’s being a b!tch for wanting to leave his wife when she’s at her lowest point. They argue that she’s sick and didn’t mean to break that specific item. But others point out that being “sick” doesn’t give you a pass to throw things and act like an ahole. If she had thrown the baby, nobody would be telling him to stay. Why is his emotional well-being and his grief over his sister any less important?
The fact that he sat there and comforted her while his heart was breaking for his sister shows that he is a good man. But you can only be “the bigger person” for so long before you start feeling small. He didn’t yell, he didn’t throw sh!t back at her, and he didn’t make her feel worse in the moment. He acted with total class, but that “numb” feeling he’s describing is usually the sound of a relationship’s final breath.

The OP’s plan to wait a year is probably the smartest move he could make. It gives the medication time to work and gives the hormones time to level out. If a year from now he still looks at her and only sees the person who smashed his sister’s watch, then the marriage is already over. You can’t force yourself to love someone who has destroyed the thing you value most, even if they were “having a moment” when they did it.
It’s a tragic situation all around. The wife is likely going to carry the guilt of this forever, and the OP has lost a connection to his sister that he can never get back. But we have to stop acting like being a new mom is a free pass for abusive behavior. Rage-thowing items is a violent act, and the fact that it hit his most prized possession is a cruel twist of fate that might just be the end of their “happily ever after.”
The OP is wondering if he’s the ahole, and we think the answer is a hard “no.” You are allowed to fall out of love when your partner becomes someone you no longer recognize. He’s being incredibly responsible by not making a move until the PPD has cleared, but his feelings are valid. You can’t un-break a watch, and sometimes, you can’t un-break a heart either.
What would you do if your partner destroyed your most precious heirloom in a fit of rage? Is “postpartum depression” a valid excuse for this kind of behavior, or has the wife officially crossed a line she can never return from? Let us know in the comments if you think he should stay and fight or if he’s right to start planning his exit!
NTA trying to keep the feelings of love for someone with anger management issues is hard. It’s not as easy as people seem to think it is. A lot of women I have known say they still love their partner but are not in love with them due to the stress of always having to deal with anger. Tell your wife you need her to go to therapy to help her with her anger. What has happened to her body due to pregnancy is not fun, most of what she is feeling isn’t normal, and it can push some over the rationale limit. I would take the watch to a jewelry store to see if it’s fixable. Then when you can hand her the receipt