Sorry if this is long winded. I just needed to write it out and vent my frustrations. I don’t have a lot of friends, especially ones I can have deeper conversations with so I tend to keep a lot of things to myself.
DH is autistic, he doesn’t deal well with pressure particularly money stresses or work related stress. Last year we relocated to the US for his job. The whole journey has been difficult and expensive! I’m not really happy here and I’ve been looking for a job for around 6 months but competition is rife and I seem to get to interviews and then follow up interviews and then the last hurdle get pipped to the post. The lack of me having a job has been difficult as I haven’t had the opportunity to meet anyone or establish a routine so I’m lonely too. Despite DH earning enough to keep us functioning relatively comfortably, we don’t have money for extra luxuries etc, we have to be careful with groceries, watch what we spend and this is where he becomes difficult. He shouts and plays the blame game, it’s always about how stressed he is and what he’s struggling with. I’m the kind of person who puts a brave face on things and carries on despite having internal struggles, I don’t tend to share them and try to remain functional and positive. He interprets this as me being fine and him being the only person who is carrying the burden of worry. Things then come to a head and we argue and I explain that I’m struggling with settling in here, finances are a worry for me and I’m lonely. He then says I make things about me so I can’t win.
Added to this my DF was diagnosed with an illness 3 months ago and I’m really struggling with that. We are close and I miss him very much. We speak on FaceTime and regularly call but it’s not the same. I don’t feel DH gives any consideration to this.
I feel like 50% of the time he’s a great husband who loves me and does a lot for me. The other 50% of the time I wonder if I should stay with him because if I think about it am I really happy. I appreciate with autism, he struggles to read between the lines and I don’t expect him to second guess my feelings or know I’m unhappy but at times it’s like his world revolves around him and his needs and his feelings and if I’m struggling or unhappy it’s an inconvenience. I have spent 18 years supporting him emotionally and being the “strong one” and sometimes I just wonder who’s supporting me? I’m so mentally exhausted after yet another argument and the house is full of hostility.
I’m a private person so I don’t like to share things with people, especially because I don’t have any friends I’m particularly close with. Those friends I do have think all is fabulous and we made a big life changing move which has been great for us and the DC but in reality I’m so miserable and I miss home and my family and my old life.
If you got to the end, thank you for reading. I’m sorry it was so long, I just needed to type it out to acknowledge how unhappy I actually am and the fact I have no idea what to do about it. The options for coming home are limited to say the least. My DC are settled here and have friends and have started a new life and I’d never leave without them so I’m kind of trapped. Anyway, I’ll stop rambling now.
Thanks again for reading.