Another morning wasted waiting for DP to drag himself out of his pit. DD and I have been up since 8am. With every hour that passes I find myself getting angrier.
I probably should wake him up but this is the last straw for me. He does nothing in the house unless I nag him. He's happy for me to juggle childcare and working over summer while he gets to go to work and prioritise rest. Today is my punishment for daring to go out to lunch yesterday without him.
He's brilliant in many ways but this feels like an absolute deal breaker now. I want to pack my stuff up, take DD and go. I feel like I'd be a much better mother and person independently of him.
What makes this worse is I have no one to talk to about this. No one wants to hear about my problems, so I feel like I should just take action. Every conversation we have ends in an argument because he just doesn't see why I feel this way at all. I honestly don't know what to do. I feel so lost and desperately alone and just want him to understand where I'm coming from but that's obviously not going to happen.