DP and I have 2 children. Things have been really hard lately with DS insisting on sleeping in our bed, so sex hasn't really happened much and generally one of us has to sleep on the couch each night as there's not enough space for all three of us in the bed.
Generally DP is nice and we get on well. The problem is that when it's not good it's bloody awful. This morning we've had a row because I was struggling to do something and he called me useless. Cue row with him shouting at me that I'm always struggling and I never manage to do anything and I'm fucking useless and thick and I should use my fucking noodle. When I point out why I was struggling he called me a pathalogical fucking liar. He says it's impossible to have a conversation with me because I refuse to look at the facts. I think it's impossible because he gets irate and refuses to ever look at anyone else's point of view.
He is always right, I am always wrong. He never apologises to me, no matter how hurtful he is.
I'm fed up. I don't want to be a single mum. And I'm scared because I know he'll never accept a compromise arrangement over the children. He will be utterly ruthless.
But I don't think you should ever call someone you love useless and pathetic. I'm NOT useless and I'm NOT thick. I really didn't see us ending up this way.