Honestly I'm not sure why I'm even writing all this up. I think it's just myself being whiny again. 
Okay so hubby and I have been married almost 10 years. We've been through hell and back in our relationship, but over the past 5 years it seems things have started to head downhill again.
Some background first: Hubby takes anti-seizure meds that affect his short-term memory. I come from an abusive family and hubs knows this. My family hates both of us and the kids. Hubby knows I have depression and anxiety issues. Hubs comes from a family that is very well off and he's used to that type of lifestyle. I think I've mentioned before that MIL's house looks like the cover of a magazine and she cleans the entire house daily.
So 6 months after our (downtown JOP) wedding, my husband lost his job. We put everything we could in storage and donated the appliances to my family and the rest to Goodwill. Hubby and I lived out of the car for 2 years.
When we finally were able to get an apartment, both of us were working. We split housework equally. When I was let go, everything was still equally divided. Then our daughter was born. That was when things changed. Then he decided that my half was the baby and the inside of the house. Outside of the house was his. Of course his idea of outside chores was paying someone to do it, which we really couldn't afford.
Now we have two kids, and I am doing all the housework. Since we can't afford for someone to do lawnwork, now that's apparently my job as well. He works from 7am-4pm and then plays on the computer. I work from 6am-10pm because now I'm doing all the housework, taking care of both kids and running my home business.
If I do ask for help he either pretends he didn't hear me ask for help, or makes a snide comment like "You don't come to my office and help me out." I feel so worn down that it's not even funny. He's said that my depression is just me being lazy, or that I'm being unfair towards him. I always make sure that he and the kids are taken care of - most weekdays I don't even have time for lunch.
I don't talk to him about it anymore because he always turns it into a fight and I'm really tired of fighting. He doesn't believe in divorce, and has said if I really want to leave, he'll pay me $1,000 a month to have my own place. Also one of the "rules" of the house is because of his seizures he has to get enough sleep so if we have a fight -and even if it's his fault - I'm still the one sleeping on the couch.
I guess I finally decided to just ask...is it normal for one person to do so much? I honestly feel like a big whiny baby about it.
Before anyone asks - No we don't have money for me to just take some time off and relax. Even as a kid I never got a chance to just relax and play so I have no idea how to do that.
I'm getting near the end of my rope now because now he's complaining that I drink too much soda and he wants to cut me off again. The lightbulbs in my sewing room/ office have burned out and he has to either buy a ladder (at $250) or hire a handyman ($125) to fix them, and he basically told me this weekend that it's not gonna happen ever. And I have a ton of yardwork to do tomorrow.

Okay so hubby and I have been married almost 10 years. We've been through hell and back in our relationship, but over the past 5 years it seems things have started to head downhill again.
Some background first: Hubby takes anti-seizure meds that affect his short-term memory. I come from an abusive family and hubs knows this. My family hates both of us and the kids. Hubby knows I have depression and anxiety issues. Hubs comes from a family that is very well off and he's used to that type of lifestyle. I think I've mentioned before that MIL's house looks like the cover of a magazine and she cleans the entire house daily.
So 6 months after our (downtown JOP) wedding, my husband lost his job. We put everything we could in storage and donated the appliances to my family and the rest to Goodwill. Hubby and I lived out of the car for 2 years.
When we finally were able to get an apartment, both of us were working. We split housework equally. When I was let go, everything was still equally divided. Then our daughter was born. That was when things changed. Then he decided that my half was the baby and the inside of the house. Outside of the house was his. Of course his idea of outside chores was paying someone to do it, which we really couldn't afford.
Now we have two kids, and I am doing all the housework. Since we can't afford for someone to do lawnwork, now that's apparently my job as well. He works from 7am-4pm and then plays on the computer. I work from 6am-10pm because now I'm doing all the housework, taking care of both kids and running my home business.
If I do ask for help he either pretends he didn't hear me ask for help, or makes a snide comment like "You don't come to my office and help me out." I feel so worn down that it's not even funny. He's said that my depression is just me being lazy, or that I'm being unfair towards him. I always make sure that he and the kids are taken care of - most weekdays I don't even have time for lunch.
I don't talk to him about it anymore because he always turns it into a fight and I'm really tired of fighting. He doesn't believe in divorce, and has said if I really want to leave, he'll pay me $1,000 a month to have my own place. Also one of the "rules" of the house is because of his seizures he has to get enough sleep so if we have a fight -and even if it's his fault - I'm still the one sleeping on the couch.
I guess I finally decided to just ask...is it normal for one person to do so much? I honestly feel like a big whiny baby about it.
Before anyone asks - No we don't have money for me to just take some time off and relax. Even as a kid I never got a chance to just relax and play so I have no idea how to do that.
I'm getting near the end of my rope now because now he's complaining that I drink too much soda and he wants to cut me off again. The lightbulbs in my sewing room/ office have burned out and he has to either buy a ladder (at $250) or hire a handyman ($125) to fix them, and he basically told me this weekend that it's not gonna happen ever. And I have a ton of yardwork to do tomorrow.



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