Me and my partner had 7 years of wonderful times together after we met at uni. I honestly believed this man would be my forever. We had similar morals and goals and I was so happy. We moved back closer to his family and he started to work for them. This is when our problems started. I didn’t really have anyone around me and I was struggling being 5 hours away from my family and friends. I told him how I felt but nothing really seemed to change. I left for home about 18 months ago for a week and he begged and pleaded & promised me things would change. We bought a house and things were okay for a while. Then his brother got a new girlfriend who was such hard work and made things more complicated in the family dynamic. I could see my partner slipping into depression about it all. I spent day and night trying to make him see his worth and make him feel better but nothing worked. I was unhappy around his family and he was always involved with them. I went into a dark place as things were getting worse, I wasn’t affectionate and I probably wasn’t very nice to be around because I was so depressed about everything and nothing was changing. I eventually had enough at the start of lockdown and ended it. He was absolutely distraught at first then after a few weeks it was all very amicable at first and he understood but as time has gone on (and he’s moved back into his parents despite still having the house) he’s gotten really angry. Said I was a nightmare to be around for about the past year as I was so unhappy. Now I’m starting to think maybe this was my fault. We shouldn’t have bought a house but when you love someone so much you’re willing to fight for anything. I’ve now got this crippling guilt that because I was so unhappy it’s my fault that it all ended. He refuses to find an alternative and live a little further away or even do distance for a while. He’s just not the person that I once met and I’m so confused. Has anyone been through anything similar?