Thought long and hard about posting this. I have name changed.
Sooo where to start. I met my husband at Uni. He was on my course. He made me laugh so much. He was so easygoing and funny and kind and all that really attracted me. We were close friends for a long time before we got together.
I was at uni about 100 miles from my home city. DH is from uni city and that’s where we live now. Jobs were thin on the ground in our field and somehow we both managed to secure decent jobs here and now we have moved to a suburb and have two small children. I dropped down to part time and here we are.
On paper it’s all perfect. But I am miserable and resentful and I don’t know what to do.
Before we got married he always said he would move to my home town if the circumstances were right. I kind of married him on that basis. I like it here but I never wanted the possibility of moving home to be ruled out forever.
Now, like I said, two small (pre school) children. I don’t get on that well with my in laws. I mean there is civility all round but they aren’t my cup of tea and I don’t feel like they like me much either. They don’t offer much support with the kids. They love the kids but they very much have their own lives. Fine. Whatever. I don’t care.
My mum and Dad and siblings are falling over themselves for more time with the kids. We try to see each other maybe twice a month but it’s getting harder. Work is demanding. I’m very tired. They’re tired (still working full time). I’m so homesick and it has become increasingly apparent that DH won’t move. I didn’t want to broach it with him because I knew what he’d say. I put it off and seethed silently. Then last weekend we had “the talk” and right enough it’s a no. “We’ve come too far, good schools here, happy jobs, such an upheaval” was the gist of it.
He’s carrying on as normal (he’s a total ostrich over shit like this) and I can barely look at him. I feel so angry. I don’t know where to go from here. I feel very trapped because even if we separated I couldn’t take the girls so far from their dad. He’s a good dad, very hands on, involved, devoted to the kids.
He’s not the person I married. He is no longer easy going and funny. He takes life far too seriously. There is no spontaneity and he worries about everything.
I’m just struggling. I don’t know what to do.