Life is hard and my DH has checked out mentally and physically.
I didn't get as much as a card from him.
He was stomping about on Christmas morning yelling at the kids as I was trying to prepare the food, set the table etc, whilst clearing the debris from the mornings chaos of the kids unwrapping presents etc. He was looking for a fight, calling me a lazy bitch....He hadn't lifted a finger towards Christmas or the house in weeks. He announced he was depressed, and didnt want to socialise and flounced off to bed leaving me to deal with everything....knowing full well we had over a dozen family and friends coming for dinner!
We have 3 dc all with ASD and ADHD, but in main stream school with support, so whilst not in need of the highest levels of extra support, more demanding than most primary school kids.
He has stayed in bed since then. 2 whole days My sister graciously took him up a Christmas dinner and dessert, assuming he was sick. The rest of our family and friends had a lovely time and I soldiered through.
Today I've taken the DC to see family, cleaned up from yesterday etc and he's still hasn't left the room.
This is symptomatic of a larger problem.
I can't afford financially to split up. I'm a mature Uni student, as I was made redundant, and it was better for me to retrain, meaning no childcare in the holidays, which is nearly impossible to find for kids with additional needs.
If we split I'll throw away 2 years of study, as I won't be able to support the dc on a students income.
We'd have to sell the house which would be traumatic for the dc because ASD means they deal with change badly.
So here I sit, eating a cheese board alone on Boxing day night wondering what the fuck do I do?