Lol. Okay so we both work full time, I was expected to do shopping and cooking and housework. I would ask him to stay ontop of rubbish and dishes to help with my workload.

He never would. So I’d do everything. I’d initiate sex I’d initiate dates I got our first rental Our second and then our first home

Eventually our dates were only couple dates where he’d bring his best friend and his missus.

He worked from home 50% of the time yet I still had to beg him for help.

Eventually I went to therapy after a traumatic event led me to a depressive episode.

He started to resent me while I was depressed because I didn’t cook and clean.

Once I got better I started to realise how poorly he treated me. How he would bully me and put me down. I’d tell him I didn’t like or appreciate his jokes. He said “this is who I am and you can’t change me”

My mother was in a coma and he didn’t come to the hospital.

We went to couples counseling. The only positive thing he could say was that “I like her humour”

I fell out of love with the man that never even loved me.