Been with my husband 15 years.
Two DC. I am disabled, wasn't disabled to begin with I ran my own business and did a degree alongside it as well as bringing up my first DC. Disability means I can no longer work and struggle to do things for myself when it flares up which is a lot.
My husband is kind to a degree, we get on and have a lot of happy memories. Husband originally worked but also had to give up work to help look after me and disabled DC.
However as the years have progressed he's gotten lazier and lazier and I find myself working myself into the ground to keep this household going.
Today he didn't get up till 2pm in the afternoon. I was up at 6.30am with DC, got them ready for school, took them to school (took me ages with a walking stick as you can imagine)
Cleaned the house which again took me ages and needed doing as I was unwell during the weekend. By 2pm I was crashing and he was just getting out of bed.
Then I picked up DC, did dinner and thought well husband is awake I can go to bed now and have a sleep as I nearly fainted in the kitchen.
No husband then goes out and leaves me to sort out washing up and sorting the kids.
By now I feel like death and that's not me being a drama Queen part of my disability effects my heart rate and I felt like I was nearly having a heart attack.
MIL pops in just as I'm about to FINALLY get into bed. Get up again.
I tell her what's happened as I'm close to tears by this point.
"It's your fault. You have let your standards slip you've been to relaxed from the very start and should of put your foot down."
IM SORRY?! This is MY fault? Is he secretly my fully grown man child I didn't know I gave birth too?
I just don't know what to do. My family don't live near by. I'm on my own. She didn't even offer to have him back at hers while he sorts his shit out.
Now I'm in bed, with my heart rate monitor going like crazy and I can't sleep because I feel like somehow this is my fault now.
How can I sort this when I have nowhere to go?!