So, as the title suggests, I am married to someone with a chronic illness which will not get better.
Together for ~15 years, married for 8, two kids, teen DD and DS still in primary. The relationship has always been rocky and I think had it not been for the older child (unplanned pregnancy) it's unlikely we would be together now. There was love between us, but I think deep down we were never compatible and there has always been some issues around sex. There has been good and bad times, our youngest is the result of one, probably the last, good time.
Seven years ago DH got diagnosed with a chronic illness which had a devastating impact on him, not only his physical health but also his mental health. He has always been prone to depression but his diagnosis, which was preceded by months off work for ill health, led to him developing both depression and anxiety, including social anxiety. The previously relatively active man and dad became someone who would just spend all his time watching YouTube videos and playing computer games. I started doing all social functions, including those involving couples, on my own and soon became the only one making an effort with the kids as well, taking them out, arranging playdates, just everything.
Fast forward to today, and he is now someone who sometimes works part-time, and was supposed to be the house husband during covid (he was classified vulnerable), but in reality I now work full time, do 95% of house work, take care of all household admin, organise kids hobbies and everything else whilst he spends most of his time on his Nintendo.
Our sex life, which at times was challenging anyway, has been non-existent for more five years now and we sleep in separate bedrooms.
His physical appearance has also changed and whilst he was never a sporty guy, he's now obese and incredibly unfit and doesn't even bother shaving for weeks.
On top of everything else he's also not very kind to me. There's never any birthday or mother's day or Christmas presents, not that that's really important, however I hardly get a hello when I get home from work, we never speak about anything. We no longer do anything together, not even watching TV, and he finds me annoying.
So in short, I find myself married to someone I hardly speak to, with whom I have no physical relationship with (not that I want to anyway, can't imagine ever having sex with him again, however I would love to have a sex life again but just not with him), who shows me no respect and doesn't appreciate anything I do for him, and whom I stopped loving quite a while ago.
I am not completely innocent, in my effort to be supportive I have actually enabled him to become what he is now, essentially another dependant, not a partner.
Over the last couple of years I have become increasingly frustrated with my life and our marriage and I would like to leave him. My main reasons to stay are guilt and the kids, but surely this is not setting a good example of marriage for them either.
Financially he's dependent on my income and because of his illness he can only work part-time in low paying (no stress) roles. We have some equity in the house and if we were to sell I could probably afford to buy a place of my own, either something smaller or if I moved further out of the city centre I could probably afford something decent, but then the kids would probably have to change schools. He would have to rent and there's really shortage of rental properties at the moment.
Sorry this has been so long, I am just so unhappy and lonely, most my friends don't know how bad things are as he makes an effort with everyone else. Behind closed doors he's a different person who blames me for being so miserable; he says I am always at him about stuff and mean to him. I don't think I was like that before, but more recently I can certainly find myself being a bit short with him, but still think what he claims is unreasonable.
Is it completely wrong to even contemplate leaving, am I a horrible person to consider leaving someone with a long-term illness?