I will no longer have my feelings minimised by you ignoring them or refusing to debate them, this has gone on for years and I have had enough.
I will no longer be dragged down by your incessant negativity and pessimism. This has gone on for years and I have had enough.
I will not be accused of things that are not true, such as your sulking debacle over me lazily saying I couldn't be arsed to have sex whilst cuddled up to you. You sulked for over 2 weeks. You said I was spiteful and had hurt your feelings. We had dtd the night before, I said it teasingly.
I find it incredibly sad that whilst I am away with the children you completely check out and have no interest in contacting them.
I am fed up with policing what I say and how I say it, often saying nothing for fear of your accusations.
His reaction to me saying that we needed to have a talk (about our relationship) was, well it depends on how you are going to speak to me.
I feel trapped and lost. The way I am is a direct result of his ongoing failure to discuss anything about our relationship. If I have an opinion he tells me I am shouting at him or 'abusive', I do not shout nor am I abusive. I may be curt or short but that is it.
I'm at the end of the road aren't i. I've bottled it all up for so long. I'm tired and fed up. I'd rather go alone than continue this.
He may well read this. Maybe that would be a good thing.
He's going to tell me that everything is my fault and accuse me of always saying everything is his fault.
He can be a fantastic husband and father but the lack of emotional communication, the complete detachment and failure to even listen to my feelings let alone acknowledge them, the glass half empty negativity and pessimism has led me to a point of no return.
What a fucking mess.