He lives for exercise, then work, then food, then DS then me... in fact forget the me. I am just there to be mum to our DS both of whom have had health and anxiety issues which are not helped by the situation I fear. He also likes helping other people who are exercising, training. With my family he is Mr Nice but he despises them as they are "fat"...although he does enjoy the female attention. He tells me he gets up early - before 6am - to exercise so it doesn't affect the family and gets home most evenings after 6.30, eats, texts and tweets and goes to bed at 8.30pm. It is not negotiable - he asked me tonight why I hadn't ironed his shirts for work? He helped prepare tea after getting his 5 hours of exercise in and a few hours of sport on tv. I think he is pretty happy with the situation, his training schedule and having me to do the rest -feel he lacks any regard for me, authentic care or kindness.