My wife and I simply don’t get along anymore. If it were not for our second child I think I would have left a long time ago.
I feel anxiety and unease when I drive home and it gets worse when I walk up the stairs – it’s like living in existential dread akin to bring afraid to go back to sleep with the same nightmare.
She’s informed me within numerous fights that should we divorce the kids will never see me as she thinks I have anger issues.
I got a vasectomy at her request and we haven’t been intimate since then and her claim is that condom s** isn’t real s** (I’ve not been confirmed clear post-vas).
Tonight I wanted to help her clean by cleaning the kitchen and she told me I wasn’t allowed to do and in avoiding a fight I sighed, let it go, and went about my business when she admonished me for “being dramatic with my sigh and I should accept the feedback”
This marks the third night in a row of not sleeping next to her. Just needed to vent.
