This is going to be a lengthy post, and I apologise.
I dont really know where to start. I (28F) have been with my partner (29M) for a decade. We have 2 children, 5yo and 1yo (nearly 2yo). Things between us were great at the start, but turned sour a few years on. He had family issues and honestly just turned into a completely different person. Now no contact with his family as hes horrible to them, though they arent much better with him either and excluded him completely for not going along with what ever they wanted. I do sympathise with him for this, as I can't imagine how hard it is, but he makes matters worse for himself.
Present day he is awful to me. He is verbally abusive, calls me names, called me a 'slag' last week, in a very nasty tone, when we we're having a small drink together, for dancing and singing to a pop song. It was humiliating, to be honest. He constantly tells me I make no effort with anything. He has a small self employment business, and for some reason expects me to help him every step of the way with it despite him only benefitting from it financially. He lost his job which is why he started it, and it is just me paying for everything right now. He sends me the money from this little business, but it doesnt even cover his half of the rent. He knows im really not happy about this, as he could just get a job and itd be fine but hes refusing.
He doesnt help whatsoever with the children. He waits for them to come to his room and sits them on his laptop to watch cartoons and otherwise just sits there. Will sometimes engage in play with them.
Gives me the silent treatment for weeks over issues he makes up out of thin air, usually. It used to be because he was tying to control what I ate, and I just wasnt having it. If he found food he didn't "allow" me to eat, he would destroy/bin it, and again give me the silent testament, followed by an abusive rant about how disgusting I am.
Then out of nowhere decides he wants to be fine, and if im not fine, it gets worse. A lot of the time I would just be fine to keep the peace cos I was honestly so exhausted from dealing with it all the time. These days I don't just go back to normal because im sick of the emotional torment and whiplash from doing so but the arguing (over messenger) is just constant.
One minute well be arguing, the next he messages me completely normally like nothing has been said. Its really affecting my mental state in a way that I cant even describe. I feel like I dont even know who I am anymore to be honest. Compounded by the fact he tells me I have no interests, hobbies, nothing about me, just sit doomscrolling all day. Which I don't, i care for my children constantly alone when theyre not at nursery, and when they are I do housework. I am on leave from work as I dont even trust him with them anymore. The last time he had them at work he was harassing me with messages nonstop, and everything blew up. It was horrible.
I could rant on and on about how awful he has been to me, but no doubt by now you get the idea.
I know someone will ask what are his good qualities? And honestly I dont really have an answer. When hes ok, hes fine. He plays with the kids, does a bit of housework. Bare minimum that ive been trained to accept. Always talks about himself and his own stuff, never asks about me. I do have interests and hobbies he doesn't even know about, cos he doesn't care to ask.
Now I'm not trying to paint myself out to be a saint, I'm really not. Im nasty to him too, but the difference is im only ever abusive as a reaction. I only start on him if he starts on me, and I hate doing it its exhausting. Its affecting me as a parent now, too. Im snappy and shouty and short tempered with my kids because im so down and in such a bad mood about it most of the time. I honestly prefer it when he's in a mood and sat sulking in his room because at least he isnt there. Its such a depressing way to live. I just hate that my kids are getting this rubbish version of me, and I cant help but feel like its my fault.
He says its all in my head and im the problem and I dont try to encourage healthy habits with the kids (he is obsessed with being healthy) and i explained i only ever gave them unhealthy food to cope with crying and tantrums because he was never there to help. He doesnt accept this and says its an excuse to be lazy, and that hes there if I need him all i have to do is ask. This infuriates me as I repeat to him nobody should have to ask him to be a parent.
I also enjoy shopping, I like to buy little bits here and there just because, it makes me happy and I dont have much else. No friends because I can never go out with them as he won't have the kids. He complains about my spending, too. Im spending around £10 a day on average id say, nothing crazy but not great. I just defend myself in that it is my money, he uses enough as it is on his did rent bills etc, I can spend it how I like - though deep down would like to stop shopping every day as I know this isnt ok. I just dont like admitting t to him as he will take it and run with to say I told you so.
My ultimatum is that I want to leave. I think we are both toxic and being in a relationship is a horrible idea. I know I should have realised this earlier but I didnt. I was young and reckless when we had our children. However, im in a horrific financial situation until my 2nd child is in nursery full time, I cannot get a full tiem job until then and will still struggle with holiday childcare, etc. My other issues are that if I do leave, he has literally 0 means to move out himself alone. I know he has done this to himself by refusing to get a job, but I just feel heartless making him homeless with noone to call, etc.
I have raised to him many times that I want to separate, he plays victim and says im making him homeless, tearing the family apart, laughs at the concept of me trying to be a single mother and how trashy it is. As someone raised by a single mother, it just repulses me further from him.
My final and most important predicament is that I DO NOT want to tear my family apart. Is it even a family? Barely. Like a smashed up vase being held together with cheap glue. My kids do love him and like having him around, he is always kind to them, etc. Which is my main apprehension and around leaving, eventually. I especially feel my older child will hate me if I do this. Am I the bad guy if I do this? Shall I just stick it out for the kids? Am I ruining their life by staying, or leaving?
I know i am the worst mum in the world right now, im tearing up as I write this. Im such an idiot for getting myself into this situation which is so typical of me because everything I do just ends up being a disaster it seems.
Btw he will not ever go to therapy. He thinks its embarrassing and stupid and would seemingly rather lose his family than try and make it worse.
Sorry this has just been me rambling, I realise this is something I should say to a therapist but I don't have time to go because well, id have to take my kids with me.
Please advise