I’m lying beside my beautiful Dd who has crept into my bed. And I can’t contain my tears. They are running down my face like a water tap. I’ve tried and I have tried but last night was the final time I can let her dad humiliate me.
Our marriage is fine. No sex really to speak of, or intimatcy, but we are usually good as a team. We have always had money problems and I think that plays a huge part in how stressed we both are.
When there is conflict he refuses to talk to me. He sits and fixes his jaw and his stare and no matter how much I try to lead the conversation to make him see how I feel or ask him to explain how he feels, he just sits their like I don’t exist.
He has never raised his hand. In a lot of ways I do deserve it because I won’t just put up and shut up. If I never complained everything would be ok.
I’m 7months pregnant. We have a ridiculous amount of debt. I feel totally trapped. I don’t want to break up my daughters life. But I cannot stand him anymore.
I have lost all respect for him, as he has for me. It is broken and cannot be fixed. I’m not sure why I’m posting but I’m so lost.