I think I want to leave him, but I don't know how I can, or how I'll make it?
I have been with my fiancé for 4 years in May. Our relationship has always been somewhat of a struggle excluding about the first two weeks of dating. After that, he started being controlling, and mean. He would call me worthless. He didn't have a phone, and I had just graduated, so I was still living with my parents, And, had just gotten my first job.
I went to Wal-mart one day after work with a family friend, and when I got home, I called him back, and he was mad and told me "you shouldn't be going out, you should be at home waiting for me to call you." I was just like OK. Another time, my parents were having a barbecue, and he called me and asked who all was there, and I told him (there was a few guys there. Friends of my dad) then he asked what I was wearing which was a tank top, and baggy gym shorts, and he told me I needed to go in and change, because I shouldn't be wearing stuff like that unless he's there.
Then in July he moved in with me, because he got a job closer to where I lived than where he did. It was OK for a while, but then, I started missing my friends. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, or talk to anyone really, unless he was there. He would still call me worthless, slut, whore, *****... stuff like that. I didn't care about being called a *****, but I hated being called a whore, and a slut, because I'm not.
I finally got fed up and tried to run out the door, but he caught me before I got there. And, we talked, and after that things were perfect. This was in October. In November, we moved out into a place of our own. After only about a month, I noticed he was acting kind of weird. He was gone a lot and didn't really want anything to do with me. I found out in January from a friend that he was cheating on me with a girl that her ex boyfriend knew. When I asked him about it, he denied it. I didn't get the proof I needed until February. By that time, we had found out that I was pregnant. Well, I called the girl and let her know, because he was just telling her that we were broken up, but I was living with him because I had nowhere else to go. SO she broke up with him, then he was trying to get back with me, but also with her at the same time. I asked him what he wanted one night, and he said he didn't know. So I was just like **** this. I'm not playing this game. I packed my stuff and left.
We were apart for about a month. He broke up with her because she was talking to other guys, but he was cheating on her with me the whole time. (he's pretty retarded, I know) We got back together in March of 08, and had my daughter in June. When we got back together he had told me that he was going to be friends with his ex, the girl he dated before he met me, because she had recently tried to commit suicide over him, and if I couldn't deal with that, we couldn't be together. So, I accepted. I'm stupid I know.
Well, in June while I'm in the hospital room after giving birth to my daughter she announced she was pregnant. My friend who was also in the room asked me later if I thought it was Richie's and I said I didn't really know but I didn't think so. I knew he was cheating on me again, but I was so stupid and naïve that I didn't think it was with her. But, come to find out, in November she texted me that the baby was his, and blah blah blah. All the stuff he was telling her, he was basically telling me. But, he was telling her that he couldn't leave me because of our baby and w/e.
Well, two years later we are still together. I tried to leave yet again, and he begged me to stay, so we are still together. I'm so unhappy due to the cheating, and he is so controlling it pisses me off. Last night I went to a friends who lives in the same building. She invited me to eat dinner with her, the guy she likes: Ezra, and Ezra's cousin Christian, and her son. She just lives upstairs. I had hair extensions in, and had my hair fixed in a ponytail with a bouffant or w/e on top. After Ezra, and Christian and her son left, we were just sitting there. My head started to hurt, and itch from the extensions, so I took them out. I knew right away I shouldn't have done that because if I leave with my hair one way, and come back with one hair out of place, he freaks out. SO I put them back in, but braided it instead. Sure enough, as soon as I got home he says "Why is your hair different?" So, I told him. He says "Did you cheat on me?" I said "With who? There was 3 girls and one guy and two babies..."
I am just so tired of this. I feel like he owes me a little more than he thinks just because of everything that's happened. What I mean is, I just feel like I deserve to be treated a little better. I'M not the one who cheated. I NEVER have. I don't believe in that. But, I'm a stay at home mom to our two kids, because my daughter has some medical problems that require her to have Physical, Occupational, and Physical therapy on Wed, Thurs, Fri. And every other thurs she also has in home therapy, and I don't really know who is going to have flexible enough hours for me.
I've applied at places, with no luck. I'm to a point where I'm tired of dealing with all his ****, but I don't know how I can leave when I have no job, no where to go, and pretty much no car (our family car doesn't have my name on the title, and he keeps making excuses for why we can't go to get that done). What should I do?
I need an outsider's opinion.
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So, I feel like I need an unbiased opinion on this. I'm a stay at home mother, due to my daughter's medical problems. She has physical, occupational, and speech therapy on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I took our decision for me to stay at home as an opportunity to take online college classes.
Anyway, on to my question. Since I'm a stay at home mom, and my fiancé works, should everything else be MY responsibility, because I feel like there's certain things that aren't. Such as: My daughter gets SSI because she is considered disabled. They need me to send my fiancé's pay stubs to them every month so they don't overpay us. Well, I'm the one that sends them in, but I can't if HE doesn't give them to me, which he doesn't. He throws the stub on the floor in the car or wherever he puts it, then I have to dig through everything (we only have one car, he's the primary driver, and he WILL NOT keep it clean) to find it.
I feel like it's HIS responsibility to bring those in to me, and keep track of them since they are HIS. Yes, I'M the one that needs them, but they are his. Another thing is, I understand I'm home. I'm with our 2 children ages 2, and 3, and the house does not stay clean. BUT, it's not only because of them. HE does not clean up after himself AT ALL. Well, he washes his own laundry, but only when he needs clothes. AND, I've asked him repeatedly (4 years) to not throw his clothes on the floor, and he still does it.
It's so aggravating that when I clean, obviously the kids mess it up, but so does he. He doesn't pick up his dishes, he'll dig through the clean laundry basket, and just leave the clothes on the floor. He doesn't wipe off the stove, if he cooks, I'll clean, and go somewhere with a friend, and he's home wit ht he kids, when I get home the house is TRASHED. And, the only thing that bothers me about that, is that he will ask me what I do all day. Why is it so messy... blah blah blah.
I feel helpless, and hopeless, and I'm constantly depressed. Not just cause of this. Our relationship really isn't that good anyway. But, this kind of **** PISSES me off. And, like I said, I understand I'm home all day, and he's at work, but should since I don't have an outside job should EVERYTHING else be my responsibility?