I have a 10 month old with my partner. We've been married 10 years.
I think I am coming to the decision that I want to separate but I've been here many times before and never gone through with it.
There are various reasons - we fall out a lot. I know I'll have my own part to play but this relationship has felt different to any other I've had before.
The relationships I've had previously have been for several years but in this one, with DP I feel that an argument can start over anything and everything.
We can be out having a nice meal and then on the way back, DP will say something to provoke an argument.
Almost every holiday we've been on we'll argue on the way there because DP will usually say something or bring something random up which then creates tension.
We could arrive to the most beautiful destination and then DP will start having a go at me for literally anything.
It could be something to do with my family, friends, work, the way I parent, how I've chosen the wrong place for us to stay - anything.
I dread having my family round (I rarely do now) because it feels like DP starts something which then feels really awkward and I find myself saying to my family 'DP's only joking' to try and minimise what an arse DP is being. My mum could be talking about something and DP will pick holes in it or make snide comments.
We do have good times, but it can so quickly turn sour. We can be having a fab time out and then out of nowhere DP will bring something up and off we go. I know then that the rest of the day will be shit. I'm finding that I'm just miserable a lot. I don't really enjoy life as much, I just feel quite depressed.
If we have something nice planned, I struggle to look forward to it because I know it could end up either being cancelled or it won't be a nice experience.
I feel fear when I really think about leaving. Sharing seeing our DC. it devastates me to think of not seeing her every day and having days where DC is with DP.
I also feel awful for saying this, as if I'm painting DP in a terrible light. Obviously there are good things, and I wonder if things are bad enough to leave.
But sometimes they really are and I wonder why I didn't leave years ago.