AIBU to end a relationship over this?
I’m really struggling and could do with some perspective because I feel completely broken by what has happened.
My partner and I have a son who is nearly 3. We split up a few weeks ago and he moved out 2 days ago. Since then I’ve been in more pain than I can describe and I’m questioning whether I’ve made the biggest mistake of my life.
For context, we both work full-time and the last 6 months have been the hardest period of my life. I’ve been completely burnt out, chronically sleep deprived and struggling with ADHD, OCD and CPTSD. I’ve also been having EMDR therapy for childhood emotional neglect, which has brought up a huge amount of emotional pain.
Throughout our relationship I’ve generally carried a lot of the mental load and financial responsibility. I organise the bills and if unexpected costs come up, such as car repairs, replacing appliances or other household expenses, I pay for them.
At the same time, I have felt increasingly overwhelmed by parenting and life in general. What I’ve been desperately asking for is more support to be seen and more breaks because I genuinely felt like I was drowning.
My partner plays golf every Saturday. He leaves around 7.30am and is usually back around 1.30pm or 2pm. Over time I became increasingly resentful because I felt like I never got equivalent time to myself.
What makes this harder is that before we had our son I had absolutely no issue with his hobbies. I actively encouraged them and was happy for him to spend weekends playing sport. I’ve never wanted him to give up the things he enjoys.
What changed was that we became parents, our son was still very young, and I was becoming increasingly burnt out. I wasn’t asking him to stop his hobbies altogether. I think I was hoping he might scale them back for a period of time while I was struggling so much and while our son was still little. When I raised this, he would say he wouldn’t be made to feel guilty for having hobbies.
A recent example was when he played badminton one evening and then went out again later for a football match. I said I was feeling resentful and asked why he hadn’t just chosen one activity that day. His response was that he needs a life too.
What makes me so sad is that he is genuinely a lovely man. There isn’t a bad bone in his body. He isn’t malicious, controlling or cruel. He’s also a wonderful dad and our son absolutely adores him. One of the things that makes this so painful is that I never wanted him to lose having both of us together as a family.
But I’ve spent years feeling unseen. It’s like he can see that I’m struggling, but not really understand the depth of it or respond to it in a way that helps. I don’t think he means to hurt me, but I often felt alone even when we were together.
Everything came to a head a few weeks ago when I had a huge work deadline. I was working throughout the weekend and late into the night on top of already being burnt out. In his defence, he had taken our son out for a couple of hours that afternoon while I worked, and I think in his mind that was him doing his bit.
But from my perspective I was working virtually the entire weekend, was completely exhausted, and still carrying on when they got back. That evening he went to the pub at around 6pm and didn’t get home until 3am. I then spent two hours trying to get our son to sleep by myself and something in me just broke. I remember sitting there feeling completely overwhelmed and alone. I told him it was over.
What I’m struggling with now is that he seems to place most of the responsibility for the breakdown of the relationship on me.
He says I snapped at him, threatened to leave and made him feel like he could never do the right thing. I can absolutely acknowledge that I became increasingly frustrated, emotional and overwhelmed over the last few years. There were times when I said I couldn’t carry on like this.
But what I find difficult is that those reactions didn’t happen in a vacuum. I wasn’t angry because I wanted to hurt him. I was exhausted, overwhelmed and repeatedly trying to communicate that I wasn’t coping.
I can hand on heart say that I have never wanted to be cruel to him or deliberately hurt him. Most of my frustration came from feeling unsupported and desperate for things to change.
Now I feel as though the focus is entirely on how my reactions made him feel, with very little acknowledgement of what led me to become so unhappy in the first place.
The thing I keep going round and round in my head about is whether this is actually all my fault. If I didn’t have ADHD, OCD and CPTSD, if I wasn’t dealing with burnout and trauma therapy, would I have been able to carry on in this relationship? Was the relationship genuinely not meeting my needs, or have my own difficulties made it impossible for me to cope with something that other people would have managed?
I still love him. Seeing him move out has been one of the most painful experiences of my life. I also hate seeing the impact on our son, who loves his dad so much.
AIBU to have expected more support, or have I ended a relationship because I simply couldn’t cope anymore?