I can't even believe I'm writing this...
I've been with my husband for 9 years almost, married for 2 and a half, and we have a 2 year old son.
We've had ups and downs, as most couples do. We're not the blazing row type, and normally manage to talk through our problems.
The thing is, over the last year or so I've gradually come to realise I don't love him any more. He was my best friend before we got together, and we used to have tonnes of fun, but now I feel like the other thing we have in common is the house and our son.
Just before we decided to try for a baby, I lost my full time job - DH earned enough to keep us afloat without struggling, and my part time hours gave us some disposable income too. Since having our son I've done occasional shifts at work, but DH wont agree to putting DS in nursery so I could do more hours - he says we can't afford it. I hate having to ask him for money - we can't afford to go out and do nice things so often it's just me and my son at home all day together. Some weeks I can barely afford bus fare, there are very few local playgroups to get to... I'm going a bit mad.
I've now discovered we can't afford it, even on his decent wage, because he's very good at racking up cc debt without me knowing - we've no joint accounts at all, so I can't keep a track of what's going out. Over the last 5 years his parents have bailed him/us out to the tune of about £25000, which makes me feel sick.
We've been distant from one another for a while - he has a big commute to work so goes out early and comes back late, which means he doesn't see much of his son either.
Now we've started sniping at each other over little things, and it's all starting to build up. I find myself fantasising about winning the lottery so I can afford to leave. I have about £30 in my bank account, and no savings because all my money is gone at the end of the month keeping myself and my son fed. I don't drive, don't really own anything I can sell, my name isn't even on the house.
I don't know what to do. DH isn't an awful person, but I'm just so miserable. It's making me a bad mum too, I'm always so short tempered.
Where do I even start. I can't carry on like this. I don't want to waste what could be years of my life unhappy - it's not going to be good for any of us in the long run.
My family don't have space for me to move in to, there's no way I could afford a place of my own... I don't know what to do :( We're supposed to be moving away to a new city to be closer to his work, but it would literally leave me with no one (I have very few friends as it is, and none of them close friends). I don't think I can do it.