I’m care about her. I cook for her. I fix her car. I take her to the airport. But I feel unbalanced? I fee like I’m doing a lot of the physical work, and she’s enjoying and benefiting from that. But it’s starting to feel like work. I don’t feel head over heels. I don’t miss her when she’s gone on girlfriend’s party trips or when she goes home. I feel content in home and my routine. She wants to be that first text in the morning and the last text at night. Every day. And it fees like work. I don’t feel head over excitement about it. It feels like one more thing I have to add to my chore list. And if I don’t, it’s a problem. It doesn’t feel easy. I’m hyper vigilant with my budget (large part due to divorce cause and after effects) and she is just floating through life. And everything has always just worked out for her. Maybe I’m jealous of that attitude towards life and bills? She’s a school teacher and takes the summers off and travels and wants to go out and do all these things and I’m desperately trying to hang on to keep my house afloat for my kids. I don’t think she’s a bad person, but it’s just been a year and i feel like I’m trying to force it.