@Milkminder
I feel he’s lazy more than anything else - when it comes to the children anyway. He’s not lazy at work and he’s gone straight to the gym tonight.
Last night I felt like I was going to go crazy and at 8.30pm said was going for a walk. DH said it wasn’t safe and wanted to know where I was walking and how long I’d be. Said about 20 minutes. Dead on 20 minutes he starts phoning.
It just gets me down but he said he was worried.
His “laziness” is abusive towards you.
It puts the burden of all childcare, all domestic responsibility, all caregiving and drudge work squarely on your shoulders.
He’s not lazy in a forgivable, wish-he’d-try-harder-sometimes sense.
He’s lazy in a complete waste of space PLUS controlling sense.
You said it yourself - he can do a good job at work (because he cares about not getting the sack, and getting paid, and not getting grief off his boss), but he doesn’t at home (because he doesn’t care about you, and he doesn’t think you’ll bin him, and no one pays him to give a shit about you abc the kids).
He can go out when he pleases to do what he likes. You get 20 minutes.
Life can be better than this.
It’s scary and shit and I’m really sorry.
The kids won’t be happy in the short term.
In the short term it might well feel much worse for you and them.
But in the future, in the long term, you’ll thrive.
You love your children, you give and give and yet the adult you live with, who’s supposed to cherish you and them, doesn’t give a fuck.
Maybe he’ll have an epiphany and change his ways when he realises what he’s going to lose. I doubt it, but who knows? The only thing that’s certain is that if you keep doing what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always got.
And what you’ve got is horrible to hear about.