I am really struggling at the moment.
I am 29, married and fed up.
I work 12 hour days all week, my weekends are cleaning and laundry, DH works 7 days a week.
I can't remember the last time he asked me out to dinner or made me feel special.
I've got to a point where I feel like I'm living in Groundhog Day.
All my life consists of is working, paying bills and sleeping.
There has got to be more to life surely? I love DH but days like today I feel like walking away. I've been sick with a cold that turned into a chest infection, he got home from work at 2 (normally is home around 6pm), he went to sleep on the sofa until 6, we had dinner and I thought we could watch the new series of YOU that's just come out but he's too tired.
Asked me why I had to give him this cold? As if I did it on purpose 🙄
I ask him to take one day off a week where we can spend time together but he says he cant. My evenings are spent alone because he plays football/coaches football/plays snooker with friends.
I dream about having a life with a little excitement, getting dressed up for dinner every now and then, maybe a nice bunch of flowers.
I mention this from time to time and he asks me what I do for him. I keep his house clean, his laundry done, I actively ask him for date nights or to cuddle up and watch something. I tell him I love him, when he's sick I look after him.
I cannot imagine my life like this for however long I've got left in the world 😢 it's making me so depressed. All he wants to do is have sex but the less we see each other and the less special I feel the less I want to be intimate with him. Is what I'm feeling normal or has our relationship run its course? I can't imagine life without him.