I don't even know where to begin, I'm just not happy at all
I've been with DP for nearly 5 years and we have 2 DCs, 2.9 and 9months. For the past few months we have just starting arguing all the time. I have PND which he really doesn't understand, he doesn't believe in depression and has pretty much said that I'm making it up. I have asked him for help and support and everytime he turns it back on me saying that I need to support him as works hard for us. He also said that he hated me taking the ADs that I was on so stupidly I stopped taking them for him.
I don't really have any friends anymore, most went on to uni while I was at home with the baby and DP didn't really like them anyway. I'm only really close to 1 person now and he doesn't want DS near her 2 older boys as they playfight etc. I have started trying to make new friends and my neighbour asked me to go to an anne summers party and on the same day one of my old friends asked me to go out for a couple of drinks next week to celebrate her graduating. He got really moody about it but told me to go as he didn't want me being grumpy at home but it left me with a really bad feeling and I couldn't enjoy it as much as I hoped. I haven't answered my friend about the drinks on sat yet as I know it will make him really grumpy if I go out and i won't be able to enjoy myself again knowing he will be moody with me.
I know it all sounds petty but I just feel really worn down and isolated, I don't have a car anymore and he just seems to be putting off either fixing my old one or sorting out a new one for me. He does hardly anything around the house and when he does he gets really stroppy and starts complaining about how messy things are and that I should be keeping on top of it.
While argueing a couple of weeks ago I asked him to leave and he told me he wouldn't renew the tenency (we are due to sign contracts within the next week) which would leve me with nowhere to go and that he would fight me for full custody of the children as he believes I am mentally unstable. I feel I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place, I don't want him here anymore but I can't go anywhere and I don't want to lose my children. My family all think he is great and that the sun shines from his arse so I doubt I will get much support from them.
Sorry, I just had to get it off my chest in the hope that it makes me feel better, unfortunately I don't