I’m just really at the end of my fucking rope.
I’m sure that some of you have heard it all before, but I’m really tired of taking my husband’s shit all the time.
I feel like I can’t depend on him for anything at all. Almost everything I ask him to do, just never gets done. And if he does do something I ask, it’s done in such a half-assed way that I have to go back and do it again the right way.
An example of this:
I make crafts and I only do a few craft shows a year, this weekend I’ll be at a very big show and I have a lot of items to sell. I decided that I would like a shelf to display them and and a lattace wall, I went the the store and bought the lumber I needed. Husband comes home and asks what I’m doing, after I told him, he said " I’ll do it. " OK, fine. I know he’s not reliable, but I keep hoping something will change.
He did it, yeah, but a real half-assed job. The shelf has only been sanded once, it’s still very rough. I told him that he needed to do it again, but he says I don’t know what I’m talking about.
The shelves are all uneven and there are little screws sticking out of it. But, of course, I don’t know what I’m talking about.
The wall hasn’t been sanded at all. It is supposed to have hinges on it. Husband says the wood it too thin to put the hinges on without some kind of frame or something on it. Fine, but he didn’t put a frame on the wall, instead it’s just 2 little blocks that he put on wrong, so when you open the wall, you see the hinges and the blocks of wood. It looks fucking awful !
I admit that I don’t know much about building, but I asked a woodworker I know about how to do it. When I told the husband what the woodworker said, husband just says “you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
So now, I don’t have anything I can use and I don’t have time to build anything else.
It almost seems like my husband doesn’t want me to succeed in anything or do anything, but wait on him all the time. This kind of shit always happens. I talk to him about it, but it never changes.
When I mention doing something, a job or a hobby or volunteer work, he says I won’t have the time for it.
Sometimes I wonder, why am I still here ? Do I love him or is it just that I’m scared to raise the kids by myself ?
I’m lonely and depressed all the time. He works very long hours and I don’t see him very often. When he’s home, he’s always got other things to do. When I try to talk to him, he falls asleep.
Sorry, if I’m rambling, I really upset right now.