Longtime poster. No name change because why would I.
”D”H and I have been having problems for a long time. Years, possibly decades. He’s diagnosed ADHD with a strong dose of RSD, he has a busy important stressful job and earns most of the money. I earn some, not loads, by retraining (as my previous career wasn’t compatible with family life). He says I just do whatever I want which isn’t true - I manage the entire household, though not well enough for his standards, obviously. We have two kids a cat a dog and a big (really big) mortgage, but otherwise no other debt.
In the last six months to a year life has just becoming increasingly untenable with his frequent emotional outbursts, my growing anger, resentment and resistance to hearing any more long expositions on the deficiencies of my character, housekeeping, planning cooking, et cetera. His view is that because I’m a feminist, there’s a fundamental power imbalance in our households. He feels I deeply resent his success while profiting from it.
Yesterday morning, when he ditched me at the last minute yet again, and I had to take the kids to see my dad who has Alzheimer’s for his birthday on my own, something in me just broke. I just can’t do this anymore and I don’t want to wake up in five years still hoping that I’ll hit the magic formula get everything right and he will be happy. I suddenly realised that simply never gonna happen.
The kids are at school today. I’ve been out for the morning come back and told him calmly that I quit. I’m handing in my notice. I’m dropping the rope. I’m tapping out. I want to separate.
My AIBU is - I don’t have a plan. Was I stupid to tell him?
Any words of advice? I feel like I’ve done all my crying and raging over the last several years. Today, I feel pretty calm.