I've recently told my dp that I want a separation following 10 pretty turbulent years, the last one being in counselling - sometimes counselling as a couple, sometimes alone. Now I look back I see that going into the counselling I was an absolute wreck, exhausted from a full-time job, two kids under 5, money worries, what felt like constant conflict at home, little help with the every day practicalities. Some of his behaviour I put down to stress, he does get stressed quite easily and we had a lot on our shoulders so he really wasn't coping well.
BUT, I knew deep down that things weren't right and hadn't ever been really right. He could be lovely, kind, funny but then flare up at the slightest thing. He wasn't physically violent apart from one time 7 years ago, mainly he'd just be so cross with me, always making me feel like I wasn't putting enough into the relationship, telling me I was selfish, ignorant (as in rude - to him of course), I was told I was always trying to please other people, I had problems with anger, I was over sensitive, when we argued he'd get really pedantic about what and how I said something so we'd end up arguing about that and how crap I was. Also I was always making him feel bad out himself, unloved, undesired. If I asked him to do more to help he'd either say 'yes, of course' but do nothing about it or take big offense, get all hard and stony and basically turn it back on me for being unreasonable. There were also occasions when he was so unsupportive it was unbelievable, there's more but it would fill a novel.
Meanwhile he would continue to tell me I was beautiful, how much he loved me, how proud of me was, how our family is everything to him. The kids adore him and he's a very loving father and wasn't particularly horrible to me in front of the kids. Everything was very confusing, basically I felt like things were all on his terms but he was telling me they were all on mine (which I believed) and I see now from the counselling we were trapped into the typical abusive triangle where we both played out our roles of either victom/perpetrator depending on the situation.
Since counselling (the last counsellor told me to leave him, the first opened my eyes to abuse not necessarily being violent or verbally really obviously nasty - ie bitch, you're fat, etc etc) I've read up a lot and posted on here about a year ago and got a lot of strength from it. Still though I felt responsible for him and kind of believed still - pathetic as it is - that if I was nicer to him things would improve. He has made big efforts since counselling, is more helpful at home and the more obvious controlling stuff has gone but still I can feel stuff simmering.
The last straw for me - a tiny one in retrospect considering - came when I'd arranged to have dinner with a friend on a week night at her house, something he was apparently fine about, but he said he needed me to be in to help him sort out some stuff for the plumber arriving the next day. I told him I didn't want to do that as I'd cancelled the week before, didn't want to let her down again and she was expecting me. I did what I could to prepare on my own, moving furniture around, and suggested that when he got in from work - at 5.30 - we let the kids have a treat of a dvd before bed or something and crack on with what was effectively just moving a bed and lifting some floorboards. Then we could get the kids to bed, I'd go out and he could relax for the night. If needs be, as I'd only be gone a couple of hours (a school night, no booze) we could finish up when I got back if he still needed me. No, he said, he needed me in all night. Tbh I thought this was ridiculous and didn't say so but said that I was going to go out, I?d done what I could to help, was still prepared to help but that I didn't think he did actually NEED me in all night.
Effectively it was coming down to a power struggle and I could see he was getting angry as I was dismissing his needs and putting a friend before him. I felt that he was forcing me to choose again between him and others. I went out, came in later, whereat he walked up to me and hissed in my face 'Are you happy now, the bed is broken, that's your fault. And I haven't been able to do all I wanted to so we'll have to pay the plumber more. I hope your night out was worth it.' And various more bits telling me how selfish I was. At that point I thought this is bloody ridiculous and whoever was in the right or wrong what a mess it was and we really weren't doing each other any favours staying in the relationship. I told him it was over, slept downstairs and have done for the month since. Meantime I've stayed strong and asked he move out in the New Year, I'm being reasonable when he says he / we can't afford it and he has asked for proof from me that I can manage to pay the mortgage and provide for the kids. I've gone out and got myself another job which fits in better around school hours so I'm at home for them and have taken on freelance work to make up the difference in full time pay. Things will be hard, we have a lot of debts and it's inevitable we will have to sell the house. Meanwhile, I though it easier for the kids to stay here with me.
Anyway - the point of my post - I'm starting to wobble and wonder is it all me just being rubbish. He keeps on saying it's my decision (which it is), he wants to try and work it out, he loves me, says we have to accept we don't agree on certain things, that's what relationships are like, that he's going to have to live in a shit hole (why?), that he feels he can't do anything right and that I'm cold and acting as though I can't wait for him to get out. Meanwhile he continues to do diy on the house and in some ways act as if nothing is happening. Because I DO feel cold and numb towards him and know what he says is right to a certain extent and I'm feeling that maybe I am rubbish and that getting out the relationship isn't the answer cos at least I know he loves me, and understands me and maybe I'll poison all relationships I have and what am I doing to the kids.
Basically I know this sounds so pathetic but if you've read this far thanks and please try and help me see things in perspective.