Just name changed to join in if you don't mind. Same story for me. With dh 28 years. He's an alcoholic although won't admit it, and also smokes cannabis every day. I know my situation is different to all yours, as none of yours seem to have any bad habits like mine!
He was the same 28 years ago but it didn't matter as we were DINKY'S, if anyone remembers that acronym. I changed post kids, as you do, he hasn't. Says I knew what he was like then and I didn't mind,but now I've changed my mind and decided I do mind after all. WTF????????
Ive also had the talk, told him I was leaving. I'm such a coward I just can't seem to carry it through. Like others have mentioned he also suffers with memory problems, although I do realise its probably his addictions to blame. Even his mother has noticed that he forgets entire conversations,not just passing comments. He never seems to have any idea what's going on at home. Two kids, both busy, places to go etc. He has just no idea. I also asked him to get his hearing checked. He said he would when I had mine checked. Clever bastard. So I did. Last year. He still hasn't been, says he would if he thought there was anything wrong, we all just need to stop mumbling.
Tonight, he ordered a Chinese takeaway for delivery. The kids were starving and sat at the table while I tried to make sense of what he'd ordered. I couldn't, there didn't seem enough. I wasn't having one anyway. I asked him to sort it out, he shouted that I should do it as I answered the door. He was pissed and stoned by this point, as he always is after 5. Turns out he had forgotten to order dd1's meal. He tried to get her to have some of his. She said no thanks. He said well if you don't it will just go in the bin. She said well you shouldn't have ordered it then. I shouted don't you dare try to make her feel guilty. I tried to go out in the car to get her meal. She wouldn't let me, said it didn't matter and cooked herself beans on toast. I went upstairs and just cried and cried. Sorry that sounds so trivial reading it back.
Sorry to ramble, feeling upset tonight, just an accumulation of everything, and I'm hitting the wine bottle too hard myself tonight, but don't fucking care. Meanwhile he's back in the garage smoking his fucking shit.
I'm so sorry for the people finding life tough on this thread, I wish I could find the strength to do something. It's my new year resolution.
Love to you all xxx