This is a long one, I'm so confused I just need to let it out..
I've been with my husband 7 years, married 3. He has 2 kids and we have one together.
When I met him he had nothing, he was sleeping on someone's sofa and didn't even have a bank account (relevant to the story, not me bragging).
Over the years we have purchased and done up several houses and are now settled in a nice 4 bed detached house. From the outside my life is absolutely perfect, big house, nice car, healthy children, lots of holidays, but I'm miserable!
I feel so overwhelmingly suffocated by my husband.. he isn't horrible, abusive, nasty or anything.. but he is so needy that I often feel like I just have a house full of children. He cannot make decisions, he cannot be proactive in helping.. if I ask him to do something he will do it without question but never off his own back.
I am so sick and tired of having to think all the time, I'd just love to get home one day and find that dinner has been cooked or the house has been cleaned, or he says let's go to the pub for dinner... just for him to make a decision instead of looking at me to tell him what to do next.
A few years ago I tried to leave.. I was so fed up.. but it hit him hard, he fell apart and he got my whole family involved and in the end I stayed.
I know this may sound ridiculous.. but it's like he loves me too much.. he constantly says I changed his life and he could never have what he has without me and that without me he honestly thinks he'd be dead by now.. the fact I met him when he had nothing he feels like I saved him. I didn't give him anything.. I had a house when I met him, but we done it up and sold it and made money to get a bigger one next time.. I'd never of done that myself. We built this life together not me rescuing him, i say this so often but it doesn't sink in.
He has his own business and he works so hard, I do his admin and accounts etc, as well as working full time myself and studying a masters.. he says without me his business would fail and he'd have nothing.
He worships me, if I even mention there's something I want it arrives with the postman the next day; no matter what it is.. he'll buy it, I think this is how he shows his appreciation.. but I don't want stuff, I have my own money I can buy my own stuff.. what I really want is him to take some control of his own life and finances. When he gets paid he gives me most his money, keeping enough for himself to buy fuel and gifts for me/kids.. I sort all finances.
I'm literally exhausted.. I'm on the go from 6am to 10-11pm every single day.. even when I'm trying to do uni work he'll come in and ask if he should put the kids to bed.. like it's their bedtime.. he knows this, he knows the routine just do it.
Is there a while perspective to this I'm missing?? I find myself back to desperately wanting to leave.