its 3 am. I look around and feel so unhappy and frustrated at our life.
our house is a mess—while he does say that’s he’s bothered by it, he doesn’t seem to really mind or get motivated to clean it even though he only worked 2 DAYS A WEEK this entire summer he barely did anything to unpack. and i’ve had so much pain and embarrassment having people over to our house we moved into in june that still doesn’t have pictures on the wall. he’s never once cleaned the toilet, mopped the floor or vacumed of his own accord. i am pretty turned off by his lack of motivation and self discipline, even though mine certainly isnt much better.
i am pretty bad at keeping the house clean myself, but i at least care and spend my free time(which is not that much) working on it.
Also i feel lost spritually. he claims to be spiritual and all and will get very defensive about it, but i never see it. i certainly dont actively share it with him. i worry maybe we dont have the same values and that seems super important.
he spends money without really knowing whats going on, and so do i. to his credit he does take care of paying most of the bills (i make most of the money to pay them but he actually sits down and does it). I am just very turned off by his lack of interest/dedication to keeping his house clean, lack of organization/ lack of personal hygene (he’ll forget to brush his teeth in the am. and not doing haircuts regularly, letting his body go (he’s getting back in shape now at least).
i dont always trust him…i feel like he occasionally lies to me because he thinks i am a nag. i can be pretty mean to him when i get frustrated and feel trapped. i feel like he never wants to leave where we live, and he never wants to move to where i am from. his family is all here, this is where he’s from.
i feel like all i do is work, but right now he is busy too so i cant be too critical right now because he is working a lot, but when i think back to when he wasn’t working alot he spent money.
other complaints:
he never reads. hardly ever. i haven’t seen him complete a book since we’ve been married.
he’s not civically involved nor does he seem interested in becmoing.
he’s not organized…has never had a calendar. never plans social events ahead of time (looking ahead for art shows, bands etc).
i know he wants to have kids eventually and i just cant picture it with the way our life is now. sometimes i worry that he just wants to mooch off me, be a stay at home dad and is just biding his time until then because i am so career oriented.
ugh i just needed to write this down somewhere i would see it, sorry if people read it i just needed to vent. i’m hoping i’ll look at this later and feel better have a better perspective, but i have been miserable at 3 am pretty much every morning since a month or two before i got married. i feel trapped and i feel like, since we never lived near eachother the last 2-3 years before we got married, i didnt know entirely what i was signing up for.