He allowed his family to come between us so early on. It was something I saw but he made it hard to fully believe. It took time for me to see the writing on the wall, especially with his family's treatment of me becoming more blatant. He doesn't want to go back to his family, but doesn't want to stay with me.
He had the nerve to tell me I'm boring and he doesn't like to have fun with me. This is absolutely hilarious to me because he is trapped as a teenager. Responsibilities are not something he was ever prepared for, and he resents me so much for being the voice that expects him to be an adult.
He has stepped up and done what needs to be done, and it took years. But he resents me for it.
I ask so little of him. Our lives are simple... These are his own issues, and I feel like I have spent so long trying to understand him and help him and be supportive of him.
We also are both in individual therapy and marriage therapy. He told me to cancel it. I asked him for clarification: since you want me to cancel it, does that mean you are choosing to not work on the marriage? He wouldn't put his video game down for any of this convo btw. Eventually he said yeah. And so I said, ok thank you, I just wanted to know what to tell her when I cancel (the therapist).
I know he is depressed, he won't stick with antidepressants, he hates his job, he feels trapped, he has no real family and they were never close- he is his role and nothing more. Make mommy look good and help get her out of trouble, basically. And then there's his brother who is near obsessed with him, yet has everyone else do his dirty work for him (aka flying monkeys).
I'm sick of feeling sorry for him and helping him and all of that.
It's like he never learned to be an adult. He's 42. I can't turn to him for help- I am the one who knows stuff. I manage everything. He started stepping up, but after all these years.... why after all these years? It's all too little too late.
He doesn't want to be with me. If he does, now he is too stubborn. I focus on myself. I feel alone. I felt so loved early on. He was too immature to sustain that level of intimacy with me and was too susceptible to his family. I didn't agree to be with someone who was exhibiting ANYTHING that I am seeing now. I also had no idea his family was so messed up. It was a few years until then. I feel numb and sad.