
jodes2
Hello people ❤️
- Aug 28, 2022
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I complain that she's always critical of me. Rarely supportive. Rarely says thank you or well done. She complains that I don't do enough. And that I shout and call her names. She says I've changed since my psychotic episodes which she says she's going to need therapy for. I haven't changed. If I have, it's only because she's got worse. I tell her she needs therapy asap because it's not my fault she had a bad mother. But she never does. She complains that it's hard to get free therapy. But compared to me she has all the money in the world to pay for therapists but she doesn't put in barely any effort to find one. She's beyond fussy. She should probably look for multiple specialists instead of trying to find the perfect all-in-one.
At this rate it won't be long til the arguments consume any love that's left. She says every time I call her a name it chips away at the relationship. She said if it continues, she'll end it. That will make me homeless. I'll have no choice but to move back in with my dad. Bad times. Bad times.
Wish I'd killed myself when I had the chance. At least if I get evicted back to my dad's I can kill myself without worrying about hurting her. I don't think she'd really care anymore tbh but a while ago I promised myself I wouldn't do it to her. My dad can handle it. I'm grateful for my dad. He's always put up with my shit.
I can't take this heartache and all the bitterness anymore. I'd prefer not to be alone but I can't see myself risking being in another relationship. I wish she'd change. I try to change for her. I have changed. I don't drink anymore. I eat and bath more regularly cos of her pressure, as much as I'd rather not. I try to do more cleaning for her. I offer to do the shopping. I take out the bins, do the washing and washing up. She moans about paperwork but it's all in her name! It's her place! What can I do about that?! Nothing. I've reached my limit for her. This relationship is looking doomed. If she finds this post she'll have a fit. Last time she found my Reddit account it didn't go well even though it was quite innocent stuff. Fml
At this rate it won't be long til the arguments consume any love that's left. She says every time I call her a name it chips away at the relationship. She said if it continues, she'll end it. That will make me homeless. I'll have no choice but to move back in with my dad. Bad times. Bad times.
Wish I'd killed myself when I had the chance. At least if I get evicted back to my dad's I can kill myself without worrying about hurting her. I don't think she'd really care anymore tbh but a while ago I promised myself I wouldn't do it to her. My dad can handle it. I'm grateful for my dad. He's always put up with my shit.
I can't take this heartache and all the bitterness anymore. I'd prefer not to be alone but I can't see myself risking being in another relationship. I wish she'd change. I try to change for her. I have changed. I don't drink anymore. I eat and bath more regularly cos of her pressure, as much as I'd rather not. I try to do more cleaning for her. I offer to do the shopping. I take out the bins, do the washing and washing up. She moans about paperwork but it's all in her name! It's her place! What can I do about that?! Nothing. I've reached my limit for her. This relationship is looking doomed. If she finds this post she'll have a fit. Last time she found my Reddit account it didn't go well even though it was quite innocent stuff. Fml