We are in a slump, moving in to our first house in a weeks time and I know we would get out of it eventually but can't get any assurances that make me think it's worth it. he is so controlling, not in a mad psychopath way but just trying to balance everything logically and neglecting the emotional. I know it's cos he's scared of failing; he cares that we'll default on the payments and loose the house in an embarrassing amount of time, or that his family will take the piss behind his back that they provide stuff for us (so willingly I have to say) but doesn't seem worried at all about him failing at our relationship. He's a robot basically. I kiss him and he's like a stone. I can't reach him emotionally and every attempt just sends him further away. I could let him be but I know this will only erupt again because I have emotional needs that quite frankly shouldn't have to be ignored, not 100% of the time anyway. Can't get him to switch off from work. he says we'll have time to do that later, but I know he means forever. He's keeping life at arms length in order to manage it and me, the person who loves him is suffering because of it. What the fuck do I do?