Me and DP have been together for 6 years now, things were great, but since having DS 3 years ago its slowly been taking a nosedive. I dont know whether my expectations are just way off, whether the pandemic/lockdown is affecting my view, and whether I have the strength to leave.
I was just curious as to what was the straw that broke the camels back that pushed you from not being overly happy, to having the courage to end it.
For me it's just that he doesn't bother doing much with our little one, everything is left to me, even if on a weekend I have just come off a night shift. He works away a lot, and I feel like I support his career but I can't even get a few hours sleep after being on my feet running around for 12 hours. If he does get up and let me sleep, I hear about it all day- the yawning, moping around, doing the absolute bare minimum so I still have to do everything when I am up.
His hygiene is terrible, he will go well over a week without a shower, but pre covid he would happily have one a day if heading into work or seeing friends- it's like he has no respect for us and doesn't see the point. Never brushes teeth, washes hands etc. Working in the job I do I am even more conscious of germs and the benefits of practicing good hygiene (especially at the moment). Never wants to go out and do anything as a family. I did consider depression, but I have offered to support however I can and nothing changes. I know it's not that easy and not everyone recognises they have a problem in the first place; but I don't know how long I can go on like this, and if he won't even explore the possibility of needing some help then what can I do.
I just feel like it makes my life harder, for hardly any positives and I feel like I am done. Always walking on egg shells, not because he is violent or shouts, but because of the sulking, the moaning, the complaining.