We were in the process of looking for a house together. It was the back in 2008 when house prices were going crazy. I told him we should wait a year or two before we bought as prices would probably go down a bit. He wasn't really interested in buying a house and I had to drag him to viewings reluctantly.
A house then came up for sale near his brothers house. It was expensive for what it was. The house itself I very much disliked. The size and layout is just crap. So many things I hated about - eg no entrance hallway, no Garden, small awkward shaped rooms, no parking at the front- only back street- I could go on! It basically had everything I didn't want in a house.
He said this was the house that we would buy. It was this or nothing. It would be convenient for him and his family if we all lived near each other- the rest of his family live close by too.
Fast forward all these years and I still cannot enjoy living here. I hate it even more. We haven't even been able to decorate some of the rooms yet. We've been skint ever since buying it trying to pay off the mortgage. Over the years a couple of houses on the same street have been sold for a lot less than what we paid for as I had predicted.
I just can't seem to make peace and enjoy living here. I've had arguments and tears about it over the years but we really can't move now. I feel a sense of sadness for me when I see friends/ family couples excitedly buying their homes together with each others needs/ opinions in mind. i never got that. He thought about what his family wanted not me.
It's happened such a long time ago but I still can't seem to get over it. I don't know how to. All I want to do is move away and start afresh and not even want dh to have any input because he never let me.