Apologies in advance, this will probably turn out to be a long post. I am not sure what I want from posting here - I just feel I need to get things straight in my head and record them somehow, and perhaps I need to feel listened to.
So, background - DP and I have been together for 9 years, not married, 2 DCs aged 4yo and 2yo. Recently moved but DP still working in our old location so I live in family house with DCs full time but he lives in flat 3 nights a week and here 4 nights a week.
From the beginning we argued a lot. Big stinking arguments where we wouldn't talk for ages, lots of flouncing out and sulking on both sides. We broke up and got back together twice (both break ups initiated by me). In the early days we both drunk a lot, and a lot of the arguments were about DP saying he was off for 'one drink' and then rolling home 8 hours later completely smashed. But we also argued a lot about petty stuff that just spiralled from a small disagreement to a big shouting match.
DP stopped drinking around 4 or 5 years ago and with a couple of exceptions has barely drunk since.
A few weeks ago we had a huge, horrible argument. It started with a hypothetical discussion about spending money, and it quickly got quite heated as I was upset with some things he was saying about how he viewed the money he earns (I gave up work after DC2, he earns much more than I ever could.) He got angry at something I said and called me a 'money-grabbing cunt'. Our 4yo daughter was in the room at the time.
There was screaming on both sides, and often when we argue I analyse what I have done as well as what he has done and plan to 'do better' next time. I have read a lot about assertiveness and communication for example in an effort to improve how I express myself and manage disagreements.
However, this time I knew a line had been crossed, and that this was something I could not ignore. I was and still am so angry that he called me that, in front of our daughter. He has previously on a couple of occasions referred to me as a bitch, and then I told him how totally unacceptable I found that, how I thought all name-calling was bullying behaviour and shouldn't be modelled to our children, but also how I hated the use of that word in particular.
So, I repeatedly told him how upset this had made me, and at first he tried to justify it, and downplayed the effect it would have on our children. I was quite emotional at that point and there was a lot of crying.
We have had a week apart as I have been back in the family home with the children so I have had the space to think. I have realised that I need a total and full apology and acceptance of the gravity of this episode to move on, and the anger that it has brought up has made me realise how unhappy I am with other aspects of our relationship. I finally feel clear in my mind about where my bottom lines are.
We had a long talk on Friday. I didn't go into all details of what I wanted to change but said that I was tired of arguing, disgusted by that particular argument, and that I needed to know he was sorry and that he was willing to try to commit to making things better, discussing how we communicate, trying to change, in order to be able to continue.
He was resistant at first. Finally admitted though that swearing and shouting in front of the children is not good and that he doesn't want to do it. He got angry about being given what he saw as an ultimatum - which he saw as the relationship being on my terms or I will leave. He sulked for a day (said he was ill and didn't come out of his room) but I told him I wanted him to get up today and take the children out to give me some time to myself, and he has done so. He has apologised and said he is willing to work on things.
When he was being grumpy and sullen and saying, "I don't know if I want to work on things when you are like this" etc. I was starting to wobble, and feel sad about us no longer being a little gang as a family, not seeing him bond with the kids (he is a very playful, fun Dad, but as you might expect has never put in the effort to make it 50/50 when we are both around).
However, now he is back to a more normal self, and we are talking again, I am starting to feel a bit hopeless; I'm not sure I want this (i.e. this relationship).
I do feel I ought to give it a go - if we can salvage a loving, respectful, enjoyable relationship out of this mess, then I think it would be best for our children to have two loving parents together with them. They would also have more stability and we have a lovely life up here in terms of material comforts and so on. Otoh, I'm not sure in my heart I have enough love to want to try and fix things. I have a very long list of things I want to change, and I know it will be a struggle.
The good thing is that despite all the heartache and sadness of considering all this over the last week, I feel so much clearer and stronger than I have previously when I have felt unhappy in our relationship. I know that I have to create my own happiness, and I realised that I have to be a lot more selfish in order to be a happier person who is able to give more of myself to my children and have honest relationships with people around me. I grew up with a very dominating father, and I have a very ingrained habit of considering what I think other people might think and being nervous of that rather than considering what I want. In fact for most of my life I have found it extremely difficult even to be able to hear from myself what it is that I want.
God, this is virtually a novel already so I think I will just leave it there for now. I have the house to myself for once so I should go and make the most of that. I will probably not be able to get online again until evening, so if you make it all the way through and have anything to say to me then massive thanks in advance!