How did you know it was the right time to leave? I feel I can't leave now as I'm pregnant and anyway with Covid I have nowhere to go.
I'm sick of everything being my fault, sick of my lazy family and generally spend all my time feeling like shit. Some times my husband is lovely but at other times he's horrible. Had a row tonight because I refused to cook (there is stuff in the freezer) as I don't feel well.
He made me cry but didn't care so I've gone to bed and left him to it. No point talking about it because it will just be my fault.
Trapped but nowhere to go. Depressed tonight. Yet a big part of me thinks I'm overreacting. I know how he sees our roles. I shouldn't be surprised. Wish I'd just done the cooking now😞