Things have been strained for a while. He’s depressed and has been prescribed ADs, but takes them intermittently because they cause ED, this no sex or intimacy in over a month. Has stopped taking ADs consistently recently.
He just criticises me all the time. He moans at the kids and is snappy and unfair to them. He could start an arguement in an empty house, but turns it round to say that I am moany, or my face is tripping me, even when I am feeling ok.
He calls me disrespectful names in front of my children.
I know that he’s sick, but I’m just...done.
Today me and the kids spent most of the day alone together and the weight off my shoulders of being able to talk the kids without him criticising or being negative, or telling me I’m wrong was immense. I felLt so free.
I don’t even know why I’m posting.
I feel done with our relationship, but guilty that he’s sick and I am considering leaving.
And terrified that I’ll scar the kids for life if I chose a life as a single parent. Oh god, a single parent, I can’t even think about doing it alone.