This might be a long one. Please bear with me though.
DH and I have been together 19 years and married 16. 3 kids (grown up DS - mine - and 2 teens together). When we first got together it was genuinely amazing and that lasted for a long, long time. There was nothing I didn’t think we could overcome, even after a lot of years. We were genuinely brilliant. Laughed a lot together, had each other’s back, supportive etc etc. Then I got ill.
My illness has gradually got worse over the years and it has meant my world has inevitably become smaller and I’m able to do less, including fun stuff. I had to give up work, but in doing so I took over all of the house stuff, which on the surface might seem like nothing but I genuinely do a lot. He empties the dishwasher on a morning and remakes the bedding every other week. I’ve struggled over the years with feeling worthless because of having to give up work which is why I’ve ended up in this situation because I feel like I must do something to prove myself.
You might think it’s only fair that I’m doing all the drudgery because I don’t work but it’s mindnumbingly boring, not to mention it wipes me out. This means I haven’t much energy left over to try and forge any kind of life for myself outside of the home. I’ve tried to discuss it with him so many times over recent years but it always ends up in an argument because he reckons he can’t do any more and that weekends are for chilling and enjoying himself. He goes to see his mum every Saturday until early afternoon then will often go out hiking or on his bike. He sort of just pleases himself. I never really get to chill properly because I always have something to do. I rest in between doing tasks but that’s only so I can get the energy to do the next thing. And I don’t get to do anything fun because of this. He’s been off work this week lazing around while I have done so much stuff. This lunchtime is the first time I’m on top of the laundry and everything else. It will still be me cooking this evening. I have no qualms about him having hobbies but it seems like I sacrifice more for him than he does for me. We also hardly have any quality time together.
For the sake of fairness, we do have a cleaner once a fortnight but that doesn’t mean things don’t need doing in between cleans and obviously there’s stuff she doesn’t do. I could list stuff I do but I hope you’ll take my word for it.
I genuinely don’t know how to move forward. It makes me feel so sad that we’ve come to this and that potentially the only way to make a difference is to split up because then I won’t have to look after him anymore. I’ve tried so many times to change things but he won’t (and we argue) and I feel like I’m going round in circles. The thought of splitting up scares me because I don’t want to think it’s the only way, but I also don’t work and would have to leave my home etc.
Please help me work things out. Thank you.