it is not important that you accept my opinion on anything. It has always been an absolute that I accept yours. That has been one way. We will probably never agree on that. I only mention DS because he is the only one I have experience of, I know I will love my second son just as much and want the same bond with him. This will be difficult and will take a hell of a lot of work from all of us.
Even now I'm not sure how much you appreciated the efforts and lengths I went to to make you happy and make our lives comfortable. I tried to connect with you over your hobbies and interests but they changed on a monthly basis and I could never be sure who I would be living with next. My interests never changed and I don't think you did much to connect with me over them. As a result our small amount of spare time was divided and our conversation was fairly difficult.
I tried to make it clear to you throughout our marriage that I was not happy about. At times there were small improvements, but your mood and energy levels would change back again. Because I had a small child to look after, and got no help perhaps??
I got so tired of trying to talk to you about things over and over again that I just got on with it and clearly built up some resentment. I guess I should have done things differently, but yes it definitely changed how I felt about our marriage. It's hard to tell you about how stressful I found you at times and I'm sorry but I couldn't see it getting better. I did not want things to end the way they did it was beyond shit and nobody deserves it. I can only be sorry and try to do my best for you and the DCs' in the future while endeavouring to keep myself on an even keel
this is his version of events.
he has 3 interests: football, video games and techno.
My interests were always the same, friends and family - getting out and about and doing fun stuff like day trips, or going to see people for the day at the beach etc. When DS came along, the only change was the focus on spending time with him and DS as a family. When we were pre-DC we went out to restaurants, to friends houses and occasionally clubbing.
When DS came along I did everything alone because he refused to meet any new friends with children (they were bound to be 'old and boring'), refused to pay for baby sitters so we couldn't go out (we were too poor because he was a student, even though my salary was supporting him to do that) and he wouldn't entertain people at our house. No babysitters also ruled out me going anywhere without him in the evening because his 'exercise' took priority.
Even when we did actually go clubbing pre-DC it was boring as fuck because he would always complain about the music because it wasn't up to his standards. And football was always 'exclusive' - something he did to be 'with the boys'.
When he says he 'tried to talk to me' he means he told me he was 'depressed' when DS came along, which excused him playing video games on his own every night, in a dark room at the other end of the house, leaving me alone with just my laptop for company between feeding DS. He refused to do anything sociable and eventually went on AD's so that he could feel better - then used the diagnosis of depression as a justification for going to the gym all the time, playing football 2-3 times a week and writing off sex completely from our lives because he 'didn't feel like it'. So, no intimacy through conversation, or physical touch or time together for me.
When he says I expected him to accept my point of view and this was 'always one way' he is talking about basic things like me saying: No the baby cannot sleep in the living room with the dog, the baby needs his own space. No that is not negotiable - babies are not the same as dogs. Or, me: lets sort out some decorating so that it's more of a family home, would you like to come and help me choose the paint/wallpaper get involved? Him: don't change my house I like it just the way it is (as a bachelor pad) and it doesn't need anything to be different. If you insist on doing it you have to do it on your own, I refuse to help you.
I just feel empty and sad and hurt. He has constructed this person in his head instead of me. Someone who is obstructive, selfish and vile to live with, who didn't care about him or listen to him and who was a crap wife in every way. He doesn't recognise that he went to uni purely because I encouraged him, supported him financially and did ALL the childcare to enable him to get on with it. Or that I gave up everything dear to me when we got married to move to his city instead of London where I was spectacularly happy, had friends, a job and a life. Instead of seeing any of that as important or me being part of his life he sees it as me being a boring drain on him. I feel sick. He talks about me like he never loved me, I just feel horrific and hurt all over again.
This is exactly why I refused to talk to him in the first place. What have I done except open the door for him to tell me what a shit person I am and what a shit wife I was? Its so incredibly painful I just can't bear it. I feel like a useless, worthless piece of shit right now - I was never good enough for him and now he expects me to 'work incredibly hard' to make sure he has the same bond with baby number two, who he has abandoned.
I want the pain to stop.