I've posted about my problems with my BF before on the AIBU thread, but since several months (and many events) have passed I thought it best to start a new thread and desperately need support.
BF and I have been together for almost three years, much of which has been made me and my children feel terrible day to day. I feel ashamed to say that my previous relationship to this one had been to an abusive husband from whom me and my eldest two had to flee to Refuge to escape. I should have seen the signs and run much earlier...
Back to the case in point.
My boyfriend suffers from depression and is a long time smoker of mary jane. He smokes a lot (he says to "self-medicate" his depression) and until recently has smoked 60-80 pounds worth each week, all of which came from his JSA. Most of the time we lived together, with DS1 (now 16) and DD (7) though he kept his place in a shared house (with hindsight, so he'd have somewhere to go when I couldn't put up with him any longer). Through all this time, I've provided and paid for everything - food, rent, all the bills, tobacco, running him round wherever he needed to go. I'm a self-employed WAHM, barely earning anything tbh and we struggle.
BF and I had a major split last year. I missed him terribly and was very ill for the fortnight we were apart, which I later discovered to be the first few weeks of pregnancy which blessed us with a beautiful baby son (who will turn one in just a couple of weeks). When we discovered the pregnancy, he made so many promises about how he would change, find a job, provide for us all, help me bring up ALL of the children, etc. But towards the end of my (awful, poorly painful) pregnancy I realised that wasn't going to happen.
For a little while after DS2 was born, things were really good. BF was helpful (baby was born 6 weeks premature, I'd had a cesarean, and was BF- still am!), though after a while things began to get worse than ever. By the time I was well, he'd sleep all day (often 12-14 hours a day) and be awake all night, smoking dope from the moment he got up in the evening through to going to bed at some point during the day.
Through numerous arguments and times when we had come so close to splitting up, he has-
- Blamed his depression, been to the doctors for help and refused to follow it up
- Blamed his weed habit, been to the doctors and refused to attend drug counselling sessions
- Promised to start earning money (he wanted to become "properly" self-employed) but made excuses not to go to courses provided by the jobcentre
- Refused to even apply for a £17k/year job my sister recommended him for (which in all likelihood he would have got) because he doesn't want to have a boss telling him what to do
Theres so much I could write here. The main thing is that through all of this I've been miserable. My kids have been miserable. BF can't/wont help look after DS2 who recently has started to cry if I leave him with his dad for more than a few moments.
In recent weeks he did make big efforts to improve - almost a fortnight of being on a daytime schedule (as in, getting up before midday), helping a bit more round the house, making things to sell and earn a little (albeit only £20 which he promptly spent on weed and craft supplies rather than the clothes DS2 desperately needs). But after an argument about our 6 month lack of a sex life, he reverted right back to sleeping through the day and smoking more again. After so long being unhappy I just found it impossible to feel like being intimate with him and eventually explained this, though I know the lack of sexy time doesn't help matters.
Tonight it all came to a head. BF ran out of weed yesterday and had no money left for more. So he couldn't sleep (or so he said) until 7 this morning, just before I got up with the kids. After a long and stressful day for me and the children (school clothes shopping followed by 4 hours helping DS1 enrol at college - he has learning difficulties and needed my support), BF finally got up at 6.30pm.
Needless to say I was not impressed. We had the usual "I'm sorry for getting up late, couldn't sleep without weed, you understand", though when I remarked that he must have had at least 7 hours undisturbed while we'd been out he flew off the handle. Ultimately because the false apology was because he wanted to "borrow" £10 for a fix, knowing that CTC went into my account today.
Baby was b/f-ing, trying to go down to sleep for the night at this point so I threw him a tenner and told him to stop, at which point he began shouting, almost screaming because he felt hurt that I was angry about his behaviour and had "forgotten about how much effort he'd put in the past fortnight".
Finally he hit the wall beside us. I told him it was unacceptable and that he needed to spend the night at his place to calm down. He point blank refused to leave. I told him he didn't have a choice. He said "fine, but I'm taking baby with me". We both know he couldn't cope (and he tried to tell me that I can't cope!). He asked how I was going to make him leave, so I said I'd call the police if he wouldn't go. Not an idle threat either, when he called my bluff I called them right in front of him, after which he begged me to call back and cancel, telling me I should have regretted it (which I don't) and that it wasn't nescessary, etc.
All the local kids were playing out when the police arrived. Luckily DD was next door playing with my best friends daughter and didn't see, DS1 was upstairs keeping out of thw way. The police talked to us both, and told BF that we both needed space and he should leave for the night. He begged not to go, but they explained it was no longer a choice and gave him a lift in the police car.
BF will be coming back tomorrow so we can "talk" but it was SUCH a relief when he went. I went straight upstairs to talk to DS1 and we were both in tears, DS told me he didnt want him to ever come back =(
I really have had enough now. I want this relationship to be over, to focus on my kids and learn to be happy again, not be angry and stressed all the time. Tomorrow he's likely to be here at the crack of dawn, full of apology and false promises, threats to take baby with him (he knows how frightening that prospect is to me).
I know I need to stay strong but I'm truly dreading this. I want to suggest a 3 month break, so he can get his act together before moving back in with us, but this will be repellant to him, presumably he thinks by being so close he can make me put up with his behaviour.
Sorry for this incredibly long opening post. I'd truly, gratefully love any advice or support to help me get through what I can only assume is a dreadfulday ahead.