First time posting in these threads but I’ve been around for a while. I think I’m at the end of the road with my DH so I’m trying to get my head around it.
Married for almost 10 years. He’s diagnosed autistic and ADHD. Did the usual attentive focus thing but as soon as we got married that fell away. We haven’t had sex for several years because I stopped initiating it, and we have not had emotional or physical affection in that time either.
I would describe DH as a good man. He is kind, generous, personable to people generally (but this drops away at home, so it’s clearly masking) and he is straight forward. He holds down a fairly responsible job but has nothing at all beyond that. No friends, a very limited hyper focus interest. Thankfully we don’t have children.
I have tried to help and connect in as many ways as I can but there’s nothing left in my tank. I have suggested individual and couples counselling. He refuses. He won’t learn about his condition. He won’t initiate conversation with me. He will not use initiative for anything. I have to either do all the housework or nag him repeatedly for him to do something. He’s seemingly oblivious to living in a pig sty during the times I have point blank refused to do the work. And of course eventually I get exasperated and cave and do it.
He has zero concept of life planning or organisational skills. If the bills were not on direct debit they wouldn’t be paid.
Like others have said: I’m lonely. I’m the type of person that loves conversation and debate. I’m a life-long learner and the only plus I see in our relationship is that outside of my job I have significant time to do my own thing (which I’ve spent educating myself) because we do absolutely nothing together. I used to suggest things such as day trips and vacations, and we do have a good time when we are there, but he does not participate in the planning or decision making and I have to do all of the timings/prompting him so we even get out of the house on time.
I feel like a ghost in my own relationship. I may as well not be here. As others have said, it I am sick then he acts sick. If I had a stressful day and vent in his presence he says absolutely nothing and waits for me to finish to then vent about his day. Nothing is about me, ever. He doesn’t ask me about myself and he doesn’t try and have conversation about my interests. I have tried many times over to ask about his or join in, and he doesn’t want that either.
He sleeps an ungodly amount and he’s very lazy when not at work (he’s not depressed).
I am starved for connection.
And at the age of 41 I am thinking about kids (I know, I know) and I refuse to have them with this man.
Yet despite all of this, I defend him. Because I know he can’t help it. I find that the most tragic thing of all. I can’t blame him for being who he is. I just wish I had known what I was walking into.