And should I amend that to 'ever'?
OH and I have not had an easy ride. I have childhood trauma related MH issues. We moved in and had a baby on the way within a year (unplanned). DD now nearly 4. I'm early 20s, he's mid 20s.
I got treatment for my issues as soon as I knew we were expecting, to the point where I went from being hopeless, all over the place, reckless living to the most stable, confident person, unrecognisable today. I'm thriving- raising a happy child, got amazing grades studying while raising her, and have a life-changing interview this week. It's a big one, you'd know why if I named the organisation but I've been sick with nerves leading up as apparently I really have a chance here. It's huge and would guarantee me success in working life which is huge for a mentally ill, unemployable former teen mum on benefits. I'm doing way better than anyone expected.
OH on the other hand has depression. He doesn't really manage it, he has lied to me several times about it. He avoids responsibility a lot and doesn't do much around the house but I cut him slack as poor work environment & depression. I have been very patient but gave him an ultimatum a couple of months ago: I want 3 things from him. I want him to treat his depression- I don't care how he starts but he needs to. I want him to be reliable about picking up DD- if I succeed at interview he will need to, or she will need to move schools closer to where I am to pick her up, in which case if DD and I have to move our lives away from him just so she is collected on time what relationship is there to save? And the third- to stop yelling at me, especially when he knows I'm going through intense trauma therapy, exam moderation & interview preparation so have a lot on my shoulders.
I don't think that was asking for much and it's certainly less than he asks of me. But he keeps throwing back how he stuck by me when I was at my worst, so I shouldn't complain.
Thing is we didn't have DD then and I was 18. I can't keep being blamed for that. Tonight, he's gone from being in a relatively nice mood- bought me an advent calendar yesterday, planning Xmas, was planning to cook a nice relaxing dinner for me today- to telling me over text to just put DD to bed as we need to talk. She was so excited to show him what she'd made in school and he kept saying he'd be home soon every time I asked from 5pm to 7:30, until finally he sent that. He had been in the pub.
8pm, he rang, drunk, and said he was feeling really fed up lately and I'm blaming him all the time for things that aren't his fault. He's not coming home tonight and isn't happy. He doesn't want to break up but this isn't working (???) And he's going to his mum's.
He lives like a teenage boy, staying out when he feels like it, having a go at me about money but spending it in the pub or on coffees and never telling me how much he spends on himself, waking up late for work and staying late to make up so I have to do everything for DD, and apparently I get as much free time as him because once a month I go to a meeting in the daytime but usually back for DD's dinner.
I'm tempted to say fuck it. You're so unhappy when I ask so little as for you to collect your daughter on one or two days a week and to take anti depressants once a day, when I have worked so hard, then fine. You're making me look after DD on my own, take her to all her events on her own, while you take off and get drunk, the weekend before my big interview, fine, I will do it on my own- permanently. Is that too extreme?