I don’t know wtf is going on with my marriage anymore.
Husband has always had mood swings as I put them, but they seem so much more lately. He is stressed running his own company, yes that’s fair, but fuck sake I am stressed looking after 2 kinds under two, an older child with asd and adhd who hasn’t been in school since September. Trying to run a house which I find incredibly different when I have the kids all day. He seems to think we’re all having a fucking yea party at home all day. I feel like I’m drowning, the constant rain doesn’t help as I can’t even get the fucking washing dry!!
I just want to run away and scream leave me alone to everyone. I have post natal depression, again. I also have a dependency on prescription codeine due to ongoing chronic back issues. This hasn’t helped my mental health in the last few months, instrusive thoughts that my baby is going to die. My medication stopped working basically as soon as I had my youngest. I realised I was self medicating with the codeine. I’ve recently been switched to a different antidepressant and I’m feeling better, the intrusive thoughts have stopped.
My husband has his own issues which he will not address. He I think has undiagnosed adhd, this explains so much of what he’s like. The short temper, losing everything, struggling to organise and motivate himself. The half finished diy all around the house. I just can’t cope. He comes home every night and just moans. He’s stressed out and says as soon as he walks in the door he just feels extremely stressed and on edge.
I’ve said that makes me feel terrible, as I really look forward to him coming home.
He can’t cope with the kids on his own, says we should parent them together , which means I have to say is it okay now if I have a shower/bath once the kids are all Settled down and he doesn’t have to do anything. He asked why it all kicks off at home when he comes in. It’s teatime and then time to settle down for bed surely it’s the same on anyone’s house? He asked me why I can’t get the kids all ready for bed before he gets in.
So last night we have a pretty frank discussion, I’ve acknowledged my mental health has affected him and taken it on board, I’ve also had to remind him I’ve had two babies in less than two years, already have diagnosed anxiety and ocd and pregnancy is a major trigger for these.
He’s admitted he needs something to motivate him, but to also calm his head down at the same time. He’s dead against antidepressants, I’ve convinced him to just give them a try as my reasoning is. If you feel happier then you might have more energy, more get up and go. He agreed. This morning he’s said no he’s not willing to try it, and that’s that.
At this point the bin men come (his one job on this house is to take the bins out) yet again he’s forgot to do it. He has absolutely fucking flipped at me. Said why the fuck can’t I do it etc etc I could take them out for him. I’m sorry, but I do enough round the house. I do EVERYTHING. But because I don’t work then that’s my job isn’t it ! I don’t ever moan about housework, I don’t expect him to do any but I do want him to just take the bins out for me !! He can’t do it !!
Sorry major rant but I need to get this all off my chest. We’ve been together 11 years and married for 2. Since youngest was born our marriage feels doomed and I’m devastated.