Splitting up from my DP of 7 years when I was 29! It was an incredibly hard decision at the time as we had a mortgage and i was thinking about children.
I was essentially his mummy, cleaning up after him(dishes,underwear,socks,mouldy food), cooking for him, doing all household duties and maintainance, household admin, buying gifts for his family and mine at xmas, birthdays with 0 financial help from him. Never spent time with me, never wanted photos together. ‘forced’ him to propose. he’d go on holidays without me…the only saving grace was his lovely family.
He was an incredibly high earner and I was an average earner. We split everything 50/50 and I just thought that was the way things were.
I had a bit of a breakdown at work (marketing in Black Friday week) and it sent me into a spiral of an ED. He was a GP, and despite me being dangerously underweight he offered no support until my mum stepped in and helped me see what was happening.
I ended up breaking up with him a few months later after reassessing my life, and ended up meeting my now husband pretty much instantly which was a shock.
He is the total opposite and i have to pinch myself everyday that Ive found such a man.
He cooks,cleans,fixes,DIY, doesnt let me pay for hardly anything, loves my family, buys them sweet gifts, spends all his time with me, and just generally is a kind and thoughtful man. He proposed very quickly and I said yes. He is a little bit older than me by 7 years, but we have just bought our own house and are planning children.
I now tell myself to listen to my gut and take more risks (within reason!) as I genuinely cant believe how my life has now turned out. I didnt think I could have imagined feeling so loved by a man just a couple of years ago.