DH and I basically do not get on at all.
We have fuck all to say to each other.
Well, I have plenty of things to say. But having a conversation with him is like getting blood out of a stone. Monosyllabic answers till I give up. When he does converse, he's argumentative. Says he likes to challenge people by presenting an alternative view - actually just very draining and wearying and depressing.
I spend my days when he's at work talking to friends on the phone and feeling depressed that I just don't talk like that to DH.
You know those couples in restaurants that sit there not speaking? That's us. Not for want of trying from me.
Sad thing is, he totally comes to life around his family and friends. So I guess it's just me he finds boring - he's told me so on occasion.
The kind of person that refuses to acknowledge common ground, ever - eg
Me - Do you remember thatkids TV programme from when were young?
Him - Yeah (stares at road/TV/computer)
Him in my dreams - Oh yeah, wasn't it great, I remember that too!
We have a 7mo baby together and I don't want to break up for her sake but the thought of a lifetime of this! In retrospect I've always know that he wasn't the chattiest or easiest to get on with guy. It's just really beginning to get to me.
I see other couples chatting animatedly in cafes and walking down the street and just feel so sad that's never us.
On the rare occasion we do have a good conversation, it feels like such an achievement. Which can't be right, can it?