DP and I are a bad fit. But we have two young kids, work reasonably effectively as a parenting/childcare/household management team, no overriding reason to end things - would not make life overall 'better' for my kids, would improve some things for them but make others worse, so no clear indications to jump as I am not one of those self-indulgent people who believes happy mum automatically equals happy kids. Just to forestall all the people telling me to LTB.
I have spent a number of years trying to fix what is wrong with our relationship - initiating discussions, suggesting solutions, trying to practice gratitude and patience and ignore the things that wind me up, being assertive, bending over backwards to make him happy, blah blah blah. All with pretty much no emotional input from him, he just carries on doing what he does, honestly believes he should just be allowed to behave however he feels without any consideration for how it impacts on me. We go through good and bad patches, largely dictated by his moods.
This last couple of weeks has been a bad patch - he's stressed at work, there's a few issues with the house and we have a toddler so of course that's relentless. He got a bit ill as well. I did everything I could to try and take load off him, be sympathetic etc, but he still talks to me like shit (he says he's just annoyed, not annoyed AT me, but I don't care I don't like being constantly spoken to in an angry sulky way when I'm just trying to help). We then had a discussion where I just tried to get him to acknowledge I wasn't being unreasonable to expect to be spoken to in a nice way, and he just flatly wouldn't say it. Just wouldn't answer, like a sulky teen.
Since then I've more or less left him to it - we do our usual tag teaming of kids and chores, but in our free time after they're in I've been avoiding him, getting on with my own thing, reading a book etc. Normally when we've had a spat I'd be taking a deep breath and 'making up' somehow, I feel really uncomfortable with a bad atmosphere and will usually roll over so we can move on. And actually I have a couple of times, when he's come to find me, initiated friendly discussions but at some point he'll start being miserable or grouchy again and I've just switched off.
I feel this total disconnect - like if I never spoke to him about anything consequential again I'd be totally fine with that, like I don't want to be near him or make up with him at all, I just want to be left alone. I'm never usually like this, I worry about him/us and feel rubbish unless we have 'sorted things out' or moved on somehow. But It's been years; nothing ever really changes; he doesn't think there's anything about him that should change; and I've done everything I can and more. I've had enough.
What does this feeling portend, wise Mumsnetters? Have I checked out? Is this the end? Or can I just plough along like this and in the absence of me capitulating and appeasing, will he finally actually take some responsibility for trying to nurture our relationship? It's so weird to know he's probably not happy right now and feel absolutely no inclination to do anything about that whatsoever.