I think my marriage is over. I know its for the best but every time this happens I go back and end up wishing I hadn't. I need inspiration to make the leap.
My husband is a horrible man. He looks and speaks to me like I'm a piece of shit most of the time. There's so much I could tell you! But will just stick to today's events to give you a flavour;
- this morning I got a very unfair bollocking at work. H needed something off me so came to collect it at my work. I came out to the car about a minute after being bollocked and sat in the car as I was upset. I'm a crier - I cry easily and he knows this. Rather than giving me a hug I so desperately wanted he told me to stop crying, it's pathetic.
Tonight we went out in the car to get 19mo DD to sleep - the reason being I've been exhausted the last few months so having earlier bedtimes, and the car guarantees she sleeps. However he decided to get he car washed and the noise woke her. She wouldn't go back down and I knew it would be me looking after her til she decides she's tired enough to sleep - about 1am probably. I let out a frustrated groan and he hit me across the chest. Said I deserve it cos I'm childish and can't cope and he's sick of me and deserves better. He wants someone stronger, like him.
The reason I'm so exhausted is because I do EVERYTHING - housework, childcare, part/time job. He never does dishes, laundry, bathing the child, he never makes lunch or dinner and has never made DD a meal. I am the default parent and he says its because he works so much which he does, but still has time for endless hours on Xbox and impromptu visits to the pub (which I can't plan EVER in case he has to work as he's self employed). Just this morning I went to doctors at 8am and asked he have DD up and ready for nursery by the time I got back as I was due in work at 9am. He was fast asleep when I returned and I had to get DD awake and ready as he couldn't be bothered.
Sex is awful. I'm basically a wank sock whenever he fancies it. and he gets very stroppy if I refuse sex - even though I tell him the fact he's been a bastard to me all day puts me off him sexually.
In a nutshell he wants everything on his terms all the time. There's no wriggle room. It's his way or nothing and DD and I just have to put up with it. The above is a mild example of his behaviour. I need the push to leave. I just wish I could move out tomorrow and be done with it. I don't think I have the strength. But all I fantasize about is me and DD in our own home and me being free from constant upset and ridicule.