Just that really
Ups and downs. But the downs are more often than the ups. And the red flags in the first few years of our relationship that I ignored because I was In Lurve have got a million times worse.
He takes me for granted. I work as much as I can around our kids. No cleaner. No options on how we spend our money (he's a high earner) we are always skint even when I'm earning more, I don't have a say in where the money goes.
I do all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping, house stuff in general.
I work weekends but he still manages 3 sport activities over a weekend but styles himself fucking husband of the year if he takes them out once while I'm working, I take them out the rest of the time and then sort food and bedtime, if I'm lucky he'll read a story.
I'm so fucked off. 3 kids. Lovely house. Shit life. Would be easier without him, would prefer a small place and not this burning unease at how unjust it all is at the moment.
His view is he works all the hours to provide his family with a good life. I'd never do this. Choose a career you love or at least like?! Don't guilt trip your family forever.
Arghhhh. I'm drinking too much gin too which isn't really helpful.