Hello everyone.
I'm not sure if you can help me, but at the very least I'd like to tell my story and hopefully feel the release of tension associated with 'talking through your problems'.
For obvious, not waiting to complicate my life even further, type reasons I shall refer to myself as Adam, with my partner assuming the role of Eve - not our real names, or some deeper insight into how I project myself etc; just purely a means by which I can maintain some privacy.
Here goes..
I'm Adam, I'm 39, previously divorced with one Son aged 12. My Partner Eve is 41, also previously divorced with one Daughter aged 10. We all live together in Eve's house with our dog, two cats and we own two horses that we stable a few miles down the road.
Eve is a successful business woman and owns her own accountancy firm with several members of staff. She works long hours and often has to bring work home with her during the evenings and weekends. This need to work irregular hours is possibly, partially, down to her love of riding horses. Eve has two horses, which she tends to every day before and after work. Due to her love of competing with them, she also has lessons and events to attend on an almost weekly basis - and as such, fitting it all in around her career means she is kept busy pretty much from the moment she wakes, to the moment she sleeps...
It was me that bought her the horses. When we first started dating, my Mother was terminally ill, and for the first year or so of our relationship Eve had been an absolute angel to my mum and me - going out of her way to make her final days as pleasant and memorable as possible. It was shortly after my mothers passing that Eve got back into riding horses with a friend of hers (Eve had previously ridden throughout her childhood and teens - but had given up when her Daughter was born)
As her passion was rekindled, I jumped at the chance to help her and we shopped for a horse, then all the gear...then somehow a second horse (a different breed and build to use for other events).. I insisted on paying for everything, partially because of how good she'd been to myself and my mother, but also because of how things had developed at home.
You see, by now in our story, we had set up a life together and I'd moved in to Eve's home with her. Over three years later, I still find myself more comfortable with calling it her house, as she pays the mortgage. I have taken on the utilities, upkeep costs etc, along with things such as TV, internet and food costs etc - but she has kept the mortgage solely to herself, which outweighs the things I pay for by some margin. I've never pushed as to why this is, but I assume its some sort of insurance policy in her own mind. I get it.. I was burned by my last relationship and bare the financial scars to this day.
This is partly where I believe some of our issues stem from. I struggle with money, and outside of the bills etc, any treats, days out, holidays etc have to go on my credit card and be paid off over time. Eve on the other hand, earns far more than I do, and even while paying the relatively high mortgage herself; still has more disposable cash then me. As such, impromptu days out that I've not had time to budget for tend to come out of her wallet.
Another possible issue is what I assume she perceives as 'my care free lifestyle'. Unlike her, I have no such demanding career or hobby. I work full time for a delivery company, with my hobbies only taking up one afternoon every weekend (I play airsoft - grown men in the woods, shooting each other with what are essentially toy guns)
Because of this, I have the lions share of free time in our relationship. I get to go to work and then come home and forget work even exists. Please don't assume I sit on my bum the rest of the day though... I make sure I take care of everything in the house etc. Cooking for me and the kids (Eve rarely gets to join us for dinner), walking the dog, cleaning, washing etc all fall under my remit for the most part. However, I'm generally pretty organized, and can come home from work and keep on top of these things fairly easily.
Sometimes I feel like this causes tension, due to the fact that when she eventually roles in of an evening, the kids are sorted and playing in their rooms and I'm sat on the sofa with my feet up. I genuinely think she'd like to see me more stressed some times - as crazy as it sounds.
With regard to Eve's horses, I'd also like to make the point that we all support her passion...Myself and the kids regularly attend her competitions and on occasion help her muck out stables etc. Sometimes it feels like its the only way to spend some time with her when things get really busy...
When something is wrong, either through stress at work, or what I think is a want to spend more time with her horses or even a feeling that she is missing out at home...or something unknown to me. Eve shuts down.
By this, I mean, she closes ME out completely. The children, friends, family etc all still receive the usual pleasantries and light-hearted conversation - but I get the cold shoulder.
A kiss before work, messages throughout the day, a cuddle at night - all disappear without trace. She'll pull away and offer me a cheek if I saunter over for a kiss.. she'll sit on the opposite side of the room to me to avoid contact on the sofa..Or even just come home and disappear straight to bed without a word. Anything intimate becomes a pipe dream.
Should I push or question the issue, she is quick to anger and tells me to leave her alone.. calls me needy if I try to hug her etc.
In the past, these sort of times have been short-lived and spasmodic. She's always made sure to apologize to me after and recite to me the fact that I should just ignore her when she's like that and know that she still loves me...
However, of late, these events have become more frequent; and in the case of this latest episode - longer lasting and more troubling.
It's been almost two weeks now that Eve has been trapped in this mood. She's barely spoken a word to me, shared any time with me; and last night, wouldn't even look at me.
I've become increasingly worried as this two weeks have passed and despite my better judgement have tried to probe the situation and offer help with whatever is going on.. But I'm met with increasing hostility.
I cooked a meal just for the two of us last night, and she made no attempt at conversation what-so-ever. Giving only one word answers to any conversation I attempted to initiate. Most worrying of all though, was the fact she very obviously wouldn't look at me. Her eyes went all around the room, but never once looked at me.
Once again, I asked if everything was ok - had I done something wrong? To which she rolled her eyes, gave a loud sigh and said - 'You just cant leave it alone can you..' At which point she cleared a plate and went to bed - half-heartedly apologizing for being such bad company as she went up the stairs.
This morning I have a day off from work, so she was up earlier than me. She dropped a coffee up to me and bed, and wished me a good day - but minus any affection I might usually recieve.
I just don't know how I should be acting. I want to help...It feels almost ingrained in my DNA that I should help - but she wont let me. Wont talk to me. Rejects me.
It's in times like these I turn to the internet... googling vague terms that might sum up my situation and searching for some kind of haynes manual for relationships. That only leads to seemingly generic youtube videos like - '10 signs your wife is cheating' or 'why women want an alpha male'. Then my head spins out of control with all those variables...
I'd just like some honest insight...