Right. I haven't really posted here before and this is a bit of a long story but I am at my wits end.
I went freelance about 10 years ago after leaving a secure job with a well-known employer and have made a reasonable success of it.
My husband, who was with the same employer, left two years after me to start his own business and turned out to be really bad at being self employed.
He hates working on his own, doesn't have the discipline to keep books and doesn't believe in advertising, network etc - he just thinks word of mouth should be enough. What's more, whereas I have been turned into a bit of a workaholic by being self-employed, mainly because I adore my job and just want to do nothing else, he just wants to do 9-5 and come home and put his feet up. As anyone who's ever been self-employed knows, this approach simply doesn't work when you're your own boss.
We struggled along for eight years with me being the breadwinner, although I barely earn enough to pay all our bills and there's nothing left over for major things like holidays or house repairs. He brought in some money, but it was less than the minimum wage.
I managed to swallow down my feelings of resentment at having to do everything (you guessed it - lion's share of kids and housework too) as well as my more-than-fulltime work, as I figured he had just taken a wrong turn in life and it would somehow work its way through.
He went from self-employment to agency work, but continually fell out with the people he worked with. He was in quite a senior management role in his previous job, and I think felt he was working a bit beneath himself, so reading between the lines I think the people he was working for picked up that he was judging them. He didn't last long in all but one of the agency jobs he did. The last one was in quite a 'posh' town so he got on better with the people he was working with as he felt they were more on his level.
Earlier this year he managed to land a proper job. Good salary, not too long a commute, got on well (for once) with the people he worked with. I thought our troubles were over and started to make plans, to hope that we could take the Financial brakes off and I could start not to worry that if I got cancer or a serious injury our whole family would be plunged into poverty overnight.
I found out today that two weeks before his six-month probationary period was up, his boss has called him in and hauled him over the coals for the fact that he hasn't gone the extra mile on things like completing paperwork (extra work outside working hours - which he doesn't like to do) and he also has been doing the job the way he wants to do it, not how they want him to do it.
They've extended his probationary period and are prepared to work with him to see if they can sort it out, to their credit - but my bet is, because I know my husband, that he is going to lose this job too.
I am heartbroken, depressed, and fighting down feelings that my husband is a useless waste of space. Most of the time I do not think this - he's actually a kind bloke who is thoughtful and tries to do right by me and the girls.
But I'm actually beginning to think he's unemployable, and this is taking its toll on me in particular, as I don't want to shoulder the burden and responsibility of our household finances for the rest of my working life; and on our relationship, as it's not good for his self-esteem so he gets depressed (oh yes, forgot to mention, he suffers from clinical depression too) and I find it hard not to get resentful about the extra load it heaps on my shoulders and blame it on him.
We have been married over 20 years and have late teenage children who will be off to college within two or three years. Our marriage hasn't been great for a long time: we get on just fine day to day, and I do love him but it's become a very brother-sister sort of love - I would always want the best for him, but that's as far as it goes. To be honest, this situation with his work and the strain this has placed on us has killed off anything that might have been there before.
I will have to live with this until after the kids have gone anyway: having struggled through this far without splitting up I don't see that a few more years will make much difference, and it will make all the difference in the world to the children.
We don't row about it, so they aren't getting particularly upset; they know there's something wrong but we are quite open about this within the family, within reason. Obviously they don't completely understand as they're not adults yet, and they don't know the lack of feeling I have about their father, but they know the score, more or less.
I just wondered if there was anyone out there who had been through anything similar and had words of advice about how I can cope with this. Or just anything that would make me feel better and more able to live with him without having to fight down the feelings of rage, unfairness, blame, and total disappointment in him.
I have no idea what will happen once the children have gone. The sad thing is that until this happened, I had more or less decided I would be much worse off without the companionship and love he offers me. He seems to be happy with staying with me, in fact he's said he wants us to stay together despite the fact that I don't feel as strongly about him any more. So I thought if that's what he wants, and he doesn't mind my lukewarm responses to him, then being with someone you love but aren't in love with is better than being on my own, isn't it?
But now that it looks like he's lost this job too I find all those feelings welling up again and I just want to kick him out and never see him again. It feels like he is a dead weight around my neck, a lead balloon I have to drag around with me wherever I go. I could scream with the frustration of it all.
Thank you to anyone who has read this far: it has really helped to pour out my heart, I do have good friends and have talked to them too but they also see my husband regularly and I don't want to put him in too awkward a position, so I have held back a bit. Any words of advice, criticism, encouragement, experience... please.