So, I'm well aware that I may be in for a roastin' here and come across as very judgemental.....When I met DH he was a mature student studying for his masters in a creative subject at a very prestigious University. One of the things I loved about him was his creativity and drive. He is amazingly intelligent and talented....
Fast forward 15 years and despite getting a first class honors degree he has never done anything with it and has had a string of minimum wage jobs, none of which he has enjoyed or stuck at for longer than a few months. I think confidence has played a part and he hasn't applied for jobs due to low self esteem. I have tried to support him the best that I can, and for a year I was the sole breadwinner so he could focus on his novel (which remains half finished). I don't have an amazingly paid job myself, but have worked my way up to be on a decent salary. So having been in his current job for a few months it is the same old story...wants another job, doesn't know what so is looking at delivery driving/supermarkets etc to tide him over. We are financially OK and he has always worked hard, so perhaps it shouldn't bother me...but the thing is he isn't happy, and frustration is starting to chip away at me that he hasn't better applied his degree and all his skills. It would also be nice to have some more money (obviously) and we also have DC that I would like to be able to save more for. This is awful to admit but I am a bit embarassed when people ask me what DH does for a living. He's mid 40's now so I feel that time isn't on his side. I suppose I don't care what he does as long as he enjoyed it, or if he had a job that enabled him to continue his creative pursuits on this side. It just feels relentless and miserable, and I am finding that I am losing some respect for him.
I don't know what I'm asking here really, a bit of a rant I guess. It would be good to hear whether people have encountered the same issues, or any ideas on how I can change how I think about this, as I fear it could really drive a wedge between us.