I've been with my partner for about 18 months, not that long really but he is a very full-on person. He spends a lot of time at my house, it's easier as his kids are all adults, mine are young and I can't drive so it makes more sense for him to come to me. He has admitted he was diagnosed with OCD some years ago and I find this hard to deal with. He's obsessed with cleaning to the point where he sees dirt where there is none. I have pets and I constantly feel under pressure to rid the house of every single hair before he comes in from work. I'm a clean person but I can't match his impossible standards, one pet hair would be enough to put him in a stinking mood all night.
He's also so insecure, he will phone me every 20 minutes while he's at work which puts me under pressure, I'm trying to make the house spotless but I can't because he's on the phone. If I don't answer it he'll keep ringing and question me. He doesn't believe for one second that I love him.
I've been miserable for a long time, I love him, he loves me, but no matter what I do it doesn't convince him, I'm banging my head against a brick wall.
He was taken into hospital a few days ago. It's a common complaint but serious if not treated. He's very depressed. I feel totally selfish because although I'm worried about him....I'm loving time to myself.
It's so nice to be able to lie on the sofa, not keep getting up to get things for him, I'm exhausted mentally and physically. When he's here I don't get to sit down for ten minutes. I spend all day cleaning, then look after the kids and wait on him.
I'm not sure I want to continue this relationship.
I love him, he loves me....too much maybe. I can walk away, he can't, he'll beg and plead and cry.
Tonight has been great, kids in bed, mum on iPad, TV on, slobbing on the sofa. No drama. No one telling me to sort my nails, my hair .