Long-time poster, regular namechanger, first time I’ve started my own thread. Please be gentle - I think I’m about to turn my life upside down.
I’ve been with DP 20 years. Outwardly it looks like a very successful relationship and I’m proud of that. We’ve had our challenges. We got together in haste and had a baby very quickly. We now have 3 teenage DCs. In fairness to DP, he’s been a good dad in practical terms. He liked babies and put the hours in, in terms of nappies, bottles, school stuff, etc. Everyone thinks he’s wonderful, partly in comparison with some less than stellar dadly performances in our circle of friends, and partly because DP is Mr Nice Guy, gets on with everyone, sidesteps conflict.
Over 20 years we’ve had two main areas of conflict. One is our sex life, which was never very thrilling and has dwindled to nothing. I’ve asked myself the usual questions (medical? affair? porn? gay?) but I don’t think so. I think he is quite asexual and also the importance of sex to me is something he sees as a bit sleazy (I’m actually quite vanilla, just not dead from the neck down!) and is something he can use to control me. The other is housework/wifework. He thinks he pulls his weight in the house, and admittedly is better than some, but is fantastically messy and our lifestyle is one of domestic chaos, both physical (dirty house, overgrown garden) and symbolic (unpaid bills, unopened letters). We both work full-time, for context. He earns more than me but that’s because my work hours are very curtailed by the amount of shitwork that gets piled on me. We’re both self-employed and partners in each other’s businesses. He does the books for both and deals with HMRC for both of us (I know, I know). Last year, he didn’t file the tax return for my business. The first I knew about it was when we each got a £2K fine for late filing (there had been warning letters but he hadn’t opened them). I went ballistic, I felt it was a complete betrayal. He apologised a lot but eventually got pissed off at how furious I was. He apologises constantly about anything and everything, but nothing ever changes.
Lately, I’ve had a stressful time with work and I’ve lost my elasticity for this stuff. I started to think about separation a couple of months ago. The trigger was a domestic task he’d said he would do and didn’t (trivial in itself but this happens several times a day: cue all the sorry-sorry stuff). I started reading about the mental load and emotional labour and realised that I do absolutely all of it. He takes no initiative, ‘doesn’t see’ household mess or tasks, has to be asked/told to ‘help’, yet rushes to the scene like a boy scout the minute I begin doing anything. He also piles his emotional load on to me. He doesn’t cope well with stress and tends to pass it on. I sometimes feel like a repository for all the problems in the house.
For a long time, I thought I was stressy and controlling, constantly finding fault, feeling dissatisfied, imposing solutions, but lately I’ve come to feel that it’s him who is controlling me. Not hearing, not noticing, forgetting, procrastinating are all classic passive-aggressive personality traits, I now realise. He doesn’t do direct conflict - we almost never argue properly and healthily - but it seems clear now that he’s been waging a 20-year campaign of passive aggression against me. I don’t know why, or if it’s even me it’s directed at. He may not know himself.
I am really fed up of being in charge of everything all the time. I’m also fed up with the lack of intimacy but at this point don’t want to be intimate with him anyway - his behaviour has really done damage to the feelings between us. There are 3 DCs to think of and not a lot of money in the pot (plus a lot of debt, but that’s a whole other thread). I’m thinking I want to start again on my own (plus DCs). I dream of a less stressful life where I can control my own finances, take proper charge of the grown-up stuff and just not have to do battle very, very indirectly all the time. I feel really tired. My health isn’t great and I wonder if all those problems would clear up if I just cut him out of the picture.
I’m scared of chucking away 20 years with a man who isn’t all bad, by a long chalk. But then I think of that £4K tax fine and think that that probably ought to have been a dealbreaker right there. I’ve been so worried in the past about all the ‘forgetting’ to do things, that I actually urged him to get his hearing checked (perfect) and see the doctor about early-onset dementia (not the problem either). This is quite extreme, isn’t it? When I write it like that I start to feel he's really done a bit of a number on me. Have I just got so used to his uselessness that I can’t see the wood for the trees? Should I run for the hills before I have a complete nervous breakdown? What do you guys think? What would you do?