In my first marriage I became the perfect little wife who tended to my abusive H's needs, which cost me my health, both mentally and physically. It was awful, even if I was to take his abusive behaviors out if it. No idea how it happened as I thought I was raised in a much more equal society (Sweden) where men were expected to take their share of housework etc. Maybe the mandatory paternal leave forces them to take more responsibility?
Anyway, DH is more equal in many ways and when we first met I was presented with a very capable man who knew how to cook, looked after his house well and appeared to not be looking for a housemaid type of wife. Somehow we've still slipped down a slope of of inequality but this time it's more that DH became unable to function the same when faced with first losing his mum, then his brother 18 months later and then sadly his dad passed away too. I took over a lot of the housework, general life stuff that needed doing for several years, all whilst also parenting an SN child. I felt I had to carry it all as he was too stricken by grief to function (beyond work), and there was no one to support me. I totally lost myself, and it's taken a good while to start the process of resurfacing from the depths I had found myself in.
It was only now after asking for a separation last summer that we're beginning to find a more equal way of living. I get more respite, am rediscovering some activities that I used to enjoy.
It takes time but we need to allow ourselves to ensure our needs are met too 🫂