I used to come here alot so some of you may remeber me, sorry i became distant but i often browse looking at what your all up to, tonight i need to post to clear my head so please don't feel you have to reply.
I am having a real tough time at the moment and i think dp and i are very close to splitting.
I will try not to put him down to much as he has alot of emotional problems as his mother did a royal job of screwing him up with abuse as a child and teen.
I am currently at therapy once a week for major depression possibly bipolar and i think i may be hormonal due to oncoming pmt which has very much brough this to the surface this week.
DP and i are arguing about everything, he says i have changes since our 2 boys have been born which i am 100% sure means he is fed up becuase we can't go out every night and the fact that i have a sex drive on a minus scale which has nothing to do with the boys but is all to do with my worsening depression.
He seems to be reverting back into a teenage frame of mind of latley although it could just be me imagining it where i am so emotionally exhausted which is greatly effecting my health.
For instence, today i asked him to do the washing up, as i have done it for the last few weeks and have blitzed the house today, he said yes when he gets round to it, he eventually stormed in there about 2 hrs ago and spent 1/2 hour doing them whilst throwing them around the kitchen, sighing anf huffing. I mean seariously i know he's only 22 but he was acting like a moody 15yr old!
He seems to think relationships are rosey that you settle down, party alot then have kids get married have tons of sex and everything is hunky dory living happily ever after, i am trying to pint out it is not! We don't go out we have NO babysitter, we have a very sick little boy with cystic fibrosis who needs alot of medical stuff everyday, we also have a 18 month old who ig teething badly and is quite distructive bless him!
I dread the weekends, i wake up every saturady morning with bad chest pains and breathlessniness becuyase i have come to expect the arguments to start early saturday and carry on untill monday morning and this week has been no change. It carries on untill each week he storms out the house saying he's 'keaving us' then returns at the end of the day with chocolates saying how sorry he is and then it repeats the next week.
I have bad health as it is which is a bug bare for him and when i get ill he says im putting it on so i don't have to look after the kids, he also flys off the handle if ds is taken into hospital as 'his life is so shit' his words not mine.
He has been on anti d's and been to the dr for his anger they told him they souldn't so anything unless he was physically violent which he is not, he refuses to go back saying there is nothing wrong with him.
I have got to the poin today where i wish he would go and leave us to get on with it but he refuses, we have no real friends and he has no close family so he's got nowhere to go.
I don't know what to do anymore. Can;t stop crying.
Sorry for the long post really need to feel like i have got it off my chest.