poacherspromise
12th November 2006, 10:10 PM
We both have kids from previous marriages who have always lived with us, and have been together for thirteen years, married for nine. The first years were spent struggling on meagre incomes, the ex-wife from hell and the continuous need to work our lives around her contact times. I put my whole self into those years supporting my husband through very difficult times. We are from very different backgrounds and we don't seem to have the same values at all, which have become more and more evident as the years go by. He is from quite a rough neighbourhood and poor family where his sisters virtually brought him up and he spent a lot of time playing hooky so he has little formal education, and without anyone taking much interest in his upbringing. I was brought up as lower middle class although my mother had to bring me up alone and had very little money, then she died when I was 18.
I think we got together through loneliness more than anything although we did love each other and I think we still do in some way, but now we just don't seem to like each other very much. The kids were very small when we got together and his were often very, very difficult. I seemed to spend most of my time, especially meal times trying to teach them manners, which in the end caused rows between us. This got worse as time elapsed and after several years he then began to overturn arrangements I had made to do things with the kids in favour of their mother's changing contact demands at short notice, he just didn't seem to realize that he was always putting that first, I had never complained about having to work around her but this was a direct snub and I felt really shocked and hurt, he just couldn't see why it was a problem. Later, because my husband doesn't think you need to monitor older kids behaviour and that you should trust people until you have reason not to that caused conflict. I began to feel that I was just not valued because I was never informed of their whereabouts or if they were going to be in for dinner, if I complained I was told it shouldn't be a problem and that all I ever do is moan which is why they don't want to be at home. They are now 18 and 19 and in the end I just gave up and didn't bother to interact much with them after having some pretty awful abuse from them on a number of ocassions which my husband feels I deserve. He doesn't seem to care that I would like to have some order in my life and to be included in what goes on in my own house, he says I am the one with a problem and that it is entirely my fault.
There are other problems that mean that we seldom go more than a week without a row, he makes me really angry because he just doesn't seem to care about anything much and leaves me to make sure we are solvent and that nothing is forgotten, he shows no interest in the running of the home, and when he has a casual attitude to kids coming in an hour before dinner which is being cooked and making toast because they haven't bothered to take lunch, or wait to fill the washing basket with a weeks washing just after I have done the washing, I feel it is such an insult that I go to the bother of preparing a meal and include everyone and no-one cares. I have given up bothering much now and get criticised for that instead.
I try to talk to him about issues but he immediately gets his back up, becomes angry and accuses me of the same things every time and we end up screaming. I am so frustrated with everything and I just don't know who I am or if I really am the one to blame. We have now started to really insult each other, and tonight I chucked a potato at him which made him very abusive so I slapped his face which made him throw me on the floor. It has just destroyed us and if I had anywhere to go I would have left a long time ago, but then I think, why should I give up my home? I just can't get through to him that I moan because I am unhappy and don't feel anyone cares about my needs, or point of view. He says I should lighten up and be friendly to the kids, I try but they have no interest in me and I find it difficult to put on an act so mostly I am civil but keep quiet. I feel it should come from both sides but as he says it is all me they are never going to feel a need to meet me halfway.
I am now 55 and unable to get a full time job to support myself, but in truth I don't feel I can start all over again. I have tried counselling but have not found that they want to talk about my problems, just about my childhood as though it is that that is causing the grief, so I feel they are blaming me from the start, he won't hear of going.
There is more but it would take weeks to go through it. All he wants is to stick his head in the sand, saying he is an 'optimist', and I think we are both so sick of fighting and each other that we feel we have to give in to the inevitable break up. The kids feel we should have split years ago, but if I could save my marriage I would, but how can I do that when he doesn't think he has a problem? I know it is partly me but it is too big a burdon to cope with to carry the whole blame because I can go nowhere knowing that, and often feel we would all be happier if I just let go of life entirely anyway as obviously they would not have a problem if I were not here, they are happy with it all except with me. I feel so trapped, impotent and desperately sad.
I think we got together through loneliness more than anything although we did love each other and I think we still do in some way, but now we just don't seem to like each other very much. The kids were very small when we got together and his were often very, very difficult. I seemed to spend most of my time, especially meal times trying to teach them manners, which in the end caused rows between us. This got worse as time elapsed and after several years he then began to overturn arrangements I had made to do things with the kids in favour of their mother's changing contact demands at short notice, he just didn't seem to realize that he was always putting that first, I had never complained about having to work around her but this was a direct snub and I felt really shocked and hurt, he just couldn't see why it was a problem. Later, because my husband doesn't think you need to monitor older kids behaviour and that you should trust people until you have reason not to that caused conflict. I began to feel that I was just not valued because I was never informed of their whereabouts or if they were going to be in for dinner, if I complained I was told it shouldn't be a problem and that all I ever do is moan which is why they don't want to be at home. They are now 18 and 19 and in the end I just gave up and didn't bother to interact much with them after having some pretty awful abuse from them on a number of ocassions which my husband feels I deserve. He doesn't seem to care that I would like to have some order in my life and to be included in what goes on in my own house, he says I am the one with a problem and that it is entirely my fault.
There are other problems that mean that we seldom go more than a week without a row, he makes me really angry because he just doesn't seem to care about anything much and leaves me to make sure we are solvent and that nothing is forgotten, he shows no interest in the running of the home, and when he has a casual attitude to kids coming in an hour before dinner which is being cooked and making toast because they haven't bothered to take lunch, or wait to fill the washing basket with a weeks washing just after I have done the washing, I feel it is such an insult that I go to the bother of preparing a meal and include everyone and no-one cares. I have given up bothering much now and get criticised for that instead.
I try to talk to him about issues but he immediately gets his back up, becomes angry and accuses me of the same things every time and we end up screaming. I am so frustrated with everything and I just don't know who I am or if I really am the one to blame. We have now started to really insult each other, and tonight I chucked a potato at him which made him very abusive so I slapped his face which made him throw me on the floor. It has just destroyed us and if I had anywhere to go I would have left a long time ago, but then I think, why should I give up my home? I just can't get through to him that I moan because I am unhappy and don't feel anyone cares about my needs, or point of view. He says I should lighten up and be friendly to the kids, I try but they have no interest in me and I find it difficult to put on an act so mostly I am civil but keep quiet. I feel it should come from both sides but as he says it is all me they are never going to feel a need to meet me halfway.
I am now 55 and unable to get a full time job to support myself, but in truth I don't feel I can start all over again. I have tried counselling but have not found that they want to talk about my problems, just about my childhood as though it is that that is causing the grief, so I feel they are blaming me from the start, he won't hear of going.
There is more but it would take weeks to go through it. All he wants is to stick his head in the sand, saying he is an 'optimist', and I think we are both so sick of fighting and each other that we feel we have to give in to the inevitable break up. The kids feel we should have split years ago, but if I could save my marriage I would, but how can I do that when he doesn't think he has a problem? I know it is partly me but it is too big a burdon to cope with to carry the whole blame because I can go nowhere knowing that, and often feel we would all be happier if I just let go of life entirely anyway as obviously they would not have a problem if I were not here, they are happy with it all except with me. I feel so trapped, impotent and desperately sad.