Frg, remember the housework thing, he was the same. I had a full time night job, and I used to come home after a 12 hour shift and look after DD because we couldn't afford the childcare realistically (he didn't want to pay when I could do it..) and I would have to be awake all day looking after a baby. He would get home and complain that his dinner wasn't ready/washing wasn't done/etc. I couldn't do enough basically.
I think I'm struggling because I'm not even indifferent towards him, I hate him. I've only recently confided in my sister one of the worst things he did to me because I just felt like I was suffocating under it all. He says that due to my anxiety - caused by him - I am an unfit mother and he will fight for full custody. I know he will never do this as he is as selfish as they come, but the threat happens at least once a month. He only has her for a weekend once a fortnight and he always ruins that free time I have. He will play on her being unwell or hitting his GF's child (she's been feeling left out) or something that he knows I won't switch off from. He's a serial proposer, he's on his second fiance since me, and I see everything he said to me in her - the commitment, the soul mate. ..all of it. I wouldn't dream of getting involved but a few weeks ago he announced he 'knew' I was trying to win him back, because I asked if he wanted to be part of DD's birthday celebrations (she's only 3), he and his newly acquired 'future family' had been discussing it. I just can't win. He repulses me but I act civil because I know I have to pick my fights with him because otherwise he takes over everything in my head. Which obviously translates as desperate to get his affection?!?!?!?!
It's been 2 years since we were a couple and I only feel like we are at the tip of the iceberg of what he's going to throw at me.
However I'm trying to keep my head above water, and I'd like to share this quote that I treasure:
"what i miss most is how you loved me. but what i didn’t know. was how you loved me had so much to do with the person i was. it was a reflection of everything i gave to you coming back to me. how did i not see that. how. did i sit here soaking in the idea that no one else would love me that way. when it was i that taught you. when it was i that showed you how to fill. the way i needed to be filled. how cruel i was to myself. giving you credit for my warmth simply because you had felt it. thinking it was you who gave me strength. wit. beauty. simply because you refused to take your eyes off it. as if i was already not these things before i met you. as if i did not remain all these once you left.” - Rupi Kaur
It brings me some light when I need it.