Thanks @Lemonmelon1 and welcome to the thread 👋
I hope it will be helpful. I did actually want to share the good things too - not just moan about all my problems. But I think it's that point of the problems being so difficult- and always cropping up in different ways, which means they always take precedent.
I did actually manage to have a very short conversation with an old friend today, which has made me feel slightly better.
She knew me for the five years after my divorce when I was single. We were neighbours and single mums together.
We were online dating at the same time and babysat each other's children if necessary so the other could go on dates. So she was there all through me meeting and falling in love with DP.
And then she's seen us go ahead and build a life together. So she kind of put my problems in perspective and said every relationship goes through difficulties at some point, and she didn't think our issues seemed that significant in the grand scheme of our whole relationship, and it would probably be a blip we'd be able to work through.
I really wish I could've talked to her for a lot longer. I genuinely can't talk about our problems to anyone- because I don't want them casting judgement on me or our relationship.
The main issues are that DP can't really handle my children being there. He generally doesn't do anything specific- but he'll make himself scarce and not try to interact or make an effort in any way. It just feels like I'm living a life with someone massively judgmental on my shoulder. So I can't relax and feel tense the whole time.
But if his son is with us - which is every other weekend, it's absolutely awful. He is so sick-making over the top with his precious darling- and feels furious (but suppresses it) if any of my children dare to do or say anything that could possibly be perceived as slightly negative to his son. Considering they're all the same age and we live in a tiny house, that's pretty much every 2 minutes.
So I'm even more tense and on edge.
Then to make matters worse- I over care about his son at the expense of my own. But he interprets my over caring as being judgmental somehow, and massively gets the hump with me for being over critical.
And all of this is without him generally saying a word.
It's fucking awful to be honest. And messes with my sleep most of the time.
We kind of tried to address it by talking about it- but I don't really know where to start with solving any of it.