I am 43 years old and I live with my partner, aged 48. We first met approximately 20 years ago when he worked as a door supervisor at a nightclub. We had a relationship for five years before going our separate ways but after five years apart, we got back together. That was about 11 years ago.
Two years ago, my partner asked me to move in with him. Our relationship over the years had been fun, and it was not long before I fell madly in love with him and I felt that to be living together would be the icing on the cake for me. I told my daughter, rented my home out and moved in with him. That was the exciting bit.
Just before moving in together, I was made redundant. I received a fairly good severance but, due to my partner having credit card debts, the money soon ran out. I felt that as we were now together we had to help each other and in the beginning I did not have a problem with the arrangements. It was only when speaking to him about contacting a debt counselor and/or his creditors, that I first saw the first signs of anxiety in him. It was a little odd, watching the panic in him as he went over in his mind the things I suggested he say in a telephone call. He became very anxious, even to the extent of snapping at me, which I felt was a complete over-reaction to the situation. To watch a fully grown man tie himself in knots over this was mystifying.
Over the next few months, my partner began to exhibit more traits which made me question his mental health. One early occasion which came to mind was one day when he called me at home and asked me whether I had had a chance to put the vacuum around the place! I let that go, feeling that it was, at the time, just his sense of humour. Little did I know that this was the beginning of a very hard time for me and my daughter.
It was about three months after we moved in together that I began to question his mental state. We had spoken about compromise before I moved into his place, about his making dinner when he is off work, basically sharing everything, going out etc. I can honestly say that in the time I have been here, he has made dinner on only two occasions. When I suggest that I take a day off on my birthday or Mothers’ Day, he says things like “That’s OK, we can get KFC”.
Another occasion that comes to mind, quite sadly – was our first Christmas here. My parents, happy at last that their daughter had finally settled down, came for dinner – as did my partner’s brother. I am sad to say however that that Christmas was the worst one I can recall in my whole life.
In the morning before my parents were due, my partner decided that that was the time for the whole house to be vacuumed and told my daughter to begin work. I am far from work-shy but I had to draw the line at housework on Christmas day! My partner then spent the whole day sulking, casting dirty looks at my daughter, making snide remarks etc. The day was ruined.
What struck me the most was his inability to see how daft he looked glaring at my daughter from across the room. My parents later told me that it was their worst Christmas ever. My daughter at the time had just turned 14, but to see her the victim of the wrath of a man was painful for me. I could not understand how an adult could behave that way, let alone towards the daughter of the woman he loved and in front of my family and his brother.
I should add that I am intelligent, intellectual person with qualifications in psychology and human behavior. I have a degree in law, a counseling diploma and have spent years trying to figure people out while also trying to understand myself. I began to feel that there was more to my partner’s behavior.
My partner felt it was often his place to say when housework should be done, and didn't seem to understand why that would irritate me.
His lack of social etiquette was even more shocking. even to the extent that, after our Christmas meal, he suggested to my parents that they use our bedroom to work off some food and make room for dessert! He laughed and seemed oblivious to the fact that no one else was. On a few occasions since, he has made sexual references in conversations with my parents, so much so, my sister told him it was not appropriate to do so – this was at another family Christmas, yet just last week he did it again – I was so embarrassed. I cannot understand why when told, he acknowledges what was said, yet does the very same irritable thing again.
This relationship feels one sided. As long as his dinner is cooked, clothes washed, house cleaned, food is on the table etc he is OK. But there is a complete lack of understanding of my needs (can you believe that we have not had an evening out or a holiday despite all the words (I use the term ‘words’ rather than promises as it is clear to me that he does not recall everything he says), but to be honest at this stage, I would not feel comfortable going anywhere with him socially.
At times I feel he is getting worse. My daughter, now nearly 15, tolerates him. This is not what I wanted nor expected in a relationship. My partner cannot communicate with her other than to chastise her for not doing something or for doing something but not to his standards, yet he at times exhibits a very slothful attitude, preferring to lie around in bed all day, but criticizing anyone else who chooses to do the same. That reminds me, if it is not me or my daughter he is criticizing, he manages to criticize practically everyone on TV which takes away the enjoyment and deeply annoys me. His children do not come over and his family just tolerates him.
To say I am disappointed would be an understatement. I have loved this man for years, I always thought he was a good listener, but did not realize that these problems would make me consider leaving him. I hate to see the look my daughter gives him, I hate the way he speaks to her (and he uses such horrible language towards her I wouldn't dare write it) and I hate the way he makes me feel. I also hate the fact that at last I am with a man I love but who is emotionally or mentally unable to understand what is wrong and the part he plays in this relationship. Everything he says begins with “As long as I am happy...”; no consideration given to my happiness at all.
I cry every other day at the lack of emotional support I have at the moment. Attempts to discuss this with him have at times been acknowledged, but he flies off the handle and it makes it more difficult.. He has a problem understanding my teenage daughter and often criticizes my parenting skills, saying how soft I have been with her (he thinks she is lazy because she doesn't act the way his parents taught him to) yet forgets that he walked out on the mother of his three children and that my daughter’s father left me before she was born. Not that I should justify myself, but I am the eldest of four sisters, bought my first place just before my 25th birthday and have been working since leaving university. My daughter is a beautiful, typical teenage girl and we have a good relationship. The only thing I am happy about is that I played a huge part in the development of her self-esteem and have also educated her to some extent on the effects of asperger's on an individual.
I feel I am becoming more and more depressed by the day – not wanting to deal with his tantrums when I feel pressure at work. All this makes me want to leave him, and move back to my own place. The thought of a peaceful mind as a single woman again is sometimes better than wondering what mood he is in when I get home and whether I can live with his behavior in the long term. On the other hand, I know he cannot help it, but is there any help for me?
I am fed up of walking on eggshells around him, and tired of repeating myself. Even up until last night as he had spent the day moaning that my daughter had not done any housework, even though the house is spotless, I said that I felt he could not communicate with her properly, and is always chastising her, which he then tried to justify by saying “she should take pride in her environment”, and this morning before even saying “morning” (she had a friend staying over), he knocked her bedroom door to tell her to wash up.
I recognize a lot of his belief stems from the way his parents treated him and the habits and patterns instilled in him as a child. One of his most irritating statements is ‘good school is old school’ and no matter how weary that statement makes me (my parents were also very strict), he keeps saying it. I can say until I'm out of breath that the way our parents were is not necessarily the case now. He ignores it.
I'm tired. I feel cursed when it comes to relationships; I loved one man for seven years before he physically abused me, but I left him and he went to prison. The second man, my daughter’s father, left me after 13 years, when I was pregnant and now this – to have been in love with a man for nearly 10 years, move in with him, only to learn he has a mental condition. His nephew has autism.
I don’t know what to do – I am depressed, suicidal, lonely and in a great deal of pain which the man I love cannot or will not even try to understand. At times I want to go – I cannot see what I am gaining out of this relationship and if that’s the case consider it best to live alone. At other times, I know he cannot help some of his behavior, but my attempts to guide him cause him to flare up, what I say is ignored and his behavior is repeated again. It is the yo-yo effect that is getting to me.
I now have a good job and with it a lot of responsibility. At times I feel as though I had two children. We had plans to get a new car, bathroom, holiday etc, but I cannot even plan for tomorrow when I feel so depressed; I always feel that for one step forward, he says or does something which makes us take two steps back. I tell him this but nothing changes and I have to repeat myself. We are going around in circles. Why should I invest in something which may not, in the long term, work out? He has dyslexia, cannot organize his finances, is over £50k in debt. The bottom line is he will not be able to stay here and manage alone, but I want a partner not another child.
Apologies for the rather long blog, but as you can see, I am in a great deal of pain and do not know where to turn.
Would appreciate some thoughts on this. --mx