I’ve been in a relationship for 4.5 years after a 25-year abusive marriage. When all things are ok with no massive outside pressure it’s great - we enjoy the gym, holidays, nights out and the sex is good. He’s usually quite calm and polite, gets on ok with most of my friends though he doesn’t seem to have many friendships himself, being a bit shy and a workaholic.
However he has always been prone to jealousy, misinterpreting my platonic friendships as affairs, and accusing me of infidelity based on past interactions. He broods on these issues for months before bringing them up in unrelated arguments.
I’ve had a really hard few years since we met and when the going gets tough he backs off. During my recent traumatic divorce, redundancy, and moving house, he was emotionally distant and unsupportive leaving me to fall back on my friends for emotional support and practical help with things like sorting out/downsizing a huge family home while he mostly went to the gym or sat in his laptop. He lived with me for two years but had to be asked to contribute to bills, insisting it was “helping me out” despite him earning twice as much as me, and him actually using the utilities and eating the groceries he paid towards etc (I never charged “rent” as owned the house). Now I’ve moved to a much smaller place there’s no room for him to be here full time and work from home (DS lives with me at the moment and DD will move back for a while after university) and he’s been really off about that (despite saying he didn’t want to buy a house with me when my divorce was going through and I asked him to consider it.).
Recently, he’s been moody and sulky, accusing me of not being interested anymore because I’ve been focused on survival mode and not has time to go to dinner, to the gym etc. (I also recently started a really demanding new job the month u moved house!) Yesterday, he had a meltdown after a court hearing with his ex and ended up falsely accusing me of having an affair with an old neighbour based on him spying on me chatting to him in the street two years ago. This isn’t the first time he’s brooded on a past incident and blown it out of proportion only to save it and bringing it up months later, usually as a counter attack to deflect from something unrelated like me saying I was disappointed he went to the gym instead of helping me move house.
I feel like he prioritises his own needs (diet, gym, appearance) and that the relationship may have lasted because it was convenient for him. I’m in my 50s with a good support network but feel like I’ll be single forever.
When he’s being nice it’s all great but I can’t cope with these unpredictable accusations which always seem to be thrown at me when I’m stressed or down.
Is there any point trying to fix this, or should I just accept it’s over?