I suppose this is more of a rant. Just need to get it out and feel so trapped at the moment.
Little back story, been with my partner 3 years and we have a 14 month old little boy. It’s been very difficult since our boy was born, we find it really hard to work out our relationship and who does what and everything feels like a competition.
we don’t have sex - but that’s on my partner. We’ve had a massive issue with intimacy and he’s always too stressed or just not in the mood. It’s always made me feel insecure. 6 months ago I found out he was watching and paying cam girls. It nearly broke our relationship and if I wasn’t in a vulnerable place with a 6 month old I would of left but I stayed with the agreement we went to counselling. We started counselling but it’s just fizzled out and nothing has really come from it - I feel I’ve got a lot of resentment since then.
he works long hours - he’s gone 6 in the morning until half 7 at night so he doesn’t see our son in the week. I feel like a single mum for the week. Come the weekend he always without fail is moody, stressed and tired. He’s so negative about how shit life is and the atmosphere shifts on a weekend. He lays in bed for hours and complains about everything. It makes me upset because I would of thought he would want to spend some quality time with his son since he doesn’t see him in the week. Everything is a competition with him like - if he watches him for a couple of hours if I’m doing something then that means I have to do everything else for him in the day etc etc. he doesn’t do anything around the house because he feels he works so hard in the week he doesn’t need to. It’s even a stress asking him to take the bins out he will leave it for weeks and when I keep reminding him it’s like I’m “making a dig at him” I’m struggling myself feeling like a single mum most of the time so some times I have a low day (today) and when I do it’s like he revels in it and that means he can join me being miserable and just reminds me of all the miserable things in life and constantly saying “this is shit isn’t it” “life’s so miserable isn’t it” I feel bad to say I’m staying because of money and the fact I get to spend all my time with my son. Also I’m so scared because I’m 32 that I would never have another child again and also I hate my body after pregnancy and feel like no one would fancy me ever again with stretch marks etc. sorry for the rant I’m just so miserable every time the weekend comes along and I spend time with him