Sorry for the 'woe is me' title but I just don't know what to do anymore.
We're basically making each other miserable. We've been together nearly 6 years, married 1, 2 kids and he has an older son.
We've not had a great time. We've moved a lot, been homeless, 4 baby losses, redundancy. I literally feel like we are constantly being tested.
My family dislikes him because of how much I've changed.
Pretty sure his feel the same about me too though.
I don't get on with his son but that's another thread in itself. He hates that I'm not super stepmum to his son.
I'm just so angry, all the time. I don't even know why. My kids test my patience a lot and I can be quite shouty which I hate by the way and I'm seeking support from HV.
My husband is lazy. His only domestic job is to wash up but he moans if I don't put everything away from the last time he did it. He does the school run in the morning and we do shower and bedtime routine together but I do everything else alone. Pack lunches, washing, shopping, clothes putting away.
I've funded all the house moves. I paid for all his sons furniture by credit card. All our kids shoes, uniforms and clothes are paid for by me. He moans that I buy second hand but won't buy things himself.
I know this sounds like I'm bashing him and I guess i am a bit. I am grateful that he works full time and he does the morning bit but I just feel so annoyed with him.
It was his birthday today and I am broke so I put together a little party tea. No cake or banners or anything like that as his sons having a party in a few weeks so I'll go all out then for them both at the same time. He just seemed so disappointed in me.
I've put on a lot of weight since my daughter was born and I think it's a factor for both of us but he'd never admit it.
He said recently that he feels like he did with his ex: he doesn't want to come home, he dreads coming in the house when he gets home and he thinks about death a lot (not suicide, just contemplating his own mortality I guess). He won't leave. Says he'll never leave the kids. We argue a lot and just brush over it and wait for the next argument.
I think we're both so fed up and I don't know how, or if I want, to fix it. I don't think he's happy, he just doesn't want to go back to his mums in his mid 40's. Not exactly a good reason to stay.
Sorry for the long jumbled thread.