Hi All,
Mind if I join? This is all still so very new and raw to me.
Long story short, together 13 years, married 7, one 9 Yr old DC together.
Looking back, the mask began to slip 5ish years ago. I was the main breadwinner, paid all childcare, all holidays, house improvements etc. I then became physically disabled so whilst I could still work using a wheelchair I couldn't do all the housework etc.
Over the years this led to me being a 'lazy bitch', 'treating him like a slave' being told to 'fuck off' on a weekly basis.
He drinks too much and possibly gambles as never has spare money despite earning a decent salary.
In Jan 2020 I was medically retired with a decent pension and lump sum (you can see where this is going can't you?!?). I used a chunk of the lump sum for a holiday, home improvements and paid off his credit card debt.
Lockdown was pretty bad and I felt myself saying no more and began standing up for myself, asking why I was still paying for holidays, our child's clothes, clubs etc when I'm on a pension and he's working full time.
I'm sure he could sense the 'money tree' was going to dry up and that he was losing control. On Sep 10th he told me he was leaving as he didn't want to be married to someone disabled. I think he expected me to beg him to stay, just like I've done everytime before. But I didn't. He's gone. It's just the 2 of us here now and we've gone a bit crazy doing stuff we weren't 'allowed' to do.... Have a breadbin, a waste paper basket in the lounge, use command strips to hang up pictures..... we've done it all. The home is now calm and there's no atmosphere.
His demands are, as you'd expect, insane and I've been accused of bugging his phone (!).
I'm seeing a solicitor next week so before the sh*t hits the fan, we are enjoying this time of peace, quiet and happiness.... No moods, yelling, demands, told I'm crap at cooking, a crap mum, a crap wife.
Sorry, that wasn't short at all was it 😂. It was good just to write it down.
This Saturday is the first night the 9 year old will be staying with him. I'm dreading it, but I've got some great friends who'll keep me sane and remind me of all the shite I've tried to minimise over the years
You are all such brave ladies, I'm hoping that a year from now I'll be free, but for now, I wait x