Where to begin...Dh and I have been married for 4 years, together for 8. Three young dc.
Is it possible to just not like someone anymore? I know I love him, I care about him and wouldn't know what to do if he wasn't here tomorrow, but I just don't like the guy. The worst part is I'm pretty sure he feels the same way too. Just about every day we seem to find something petty to fall out over.
He leaves sopping wet towels on the floor, drives me nuts but I'm the nag he says. He says I'm lazy because I'm more of a night owl and I'm not so good in the morning when it comes to the dc. Today we've had a huge row about the bloody BBQ and when is the right time to put the food on. Saturday we fell out because he wanted me to go out and do the supermarket shop first thing-and I wanted to do it at my own speed. Tonight he's told me that I'm obsessed with things being done my way and he cant get anything right. I feel like he makes a big deal out of everything and is a bit precious about stuff, he's easily offended and takes everything personally. If we start having words, he'll say his piece and then will go upstairs and get in bed and refuse to talk anymore, treats me like I'm a child. Writing this down it all sounds ridiculous. Why do we do it?
These fall outs happen too often. It's like we just haven't got any patience for one another. We run our own business and I don't go into the office anymore with him because I just cannot stand the way we carry on. He treats me like his tea girl and I just have no respect for him in return. I probably say nasty things back to him, I'm admitting that I'm not always right, I know I can be a cow.
He's quite overweight, can be unaffectionate, and distant. I think he prefers his own company to spending time with me. He loves the dc to pieces, I am sure of that, he actually wants one more but I need to get my life back. I've had three babies one after the other and just feel that I need to find ME again.
I know that he will give me anything, I want for nothing, we have a lovely home and to the outsider a fantastic life. But I'm miserable-I don't know about him, its hard to get a conversation out of him.
I feel undervalued, we rarely have sex, he's either too tired or one of us is sleeping in the spare room after falling out. I don't feel like he fancies me, in fact looking back he's never acted like that towards me. Writing this down I feel like we are just friends or like a weird brother/sister relationship! Ergh...
Things are wrong, very wrong. I don't feel like I've explained myself very well here...there are probably far too many things to mention. Sometimes I wonder were we just not meant to be from the start.