I'm working towards a PhD. Very stressful job. Husband is in construction, has never read a book or had a job interview in 20 years and I have never really noticed. We've been together over 20 years, but it's getting harder to meet each other's understanding.
There’s a lot of misogynistic behaviour where I work, and I tried to discuss the links when watching the adolescent TV programme, but he doesn't get it, ( think I am saying here we lack common ground). He spends all his free time at the gym while I'm studying.
I'm the biggest earner, and we've had a difficult 20 years as he's been unreliable with jobs, always chasing a pipe dream — to the point we've gone bankrupt more than once. I have the only pension.
I'm in my menopause and see more now and wonder if just because there is kindness and love there is that not enough. Or is it my complete lack of patience at present. I suppose when I'm reading this back I'm lonely.