Three kids under 7 and Dp does the bare minimum. I can count the number of times he has put them to bed on one hand. He just lets me struggle. Today I’d had enough, after I had made them all breakfast, and he went upstairs to lie on the bed watching TV, I went up and told him how upset I was. He said “don’t worry, I know you hate me” I replied I disliked him, not hated him as he just lets me fend for myself with the kids.
The rest of the morning was him stomping around, banging bin lids and shouting at the kids. I told him to stop, he got so angry he picked up the broom in his hand and shoved it towards my face. He then went into another room still ranting, I went to close to door and he said “get your hand off this door. This is my house, get your hand off my door” I told him to stop and went to close the door, he grabbed it off me and swung the door open. He said it again. So I’ve taken my kids to my mums as I felt threatened physically.
We aren’t married. This is his house. I’ve only made a few improvements on it. I feel sick to my stomach. Can’t stop crying