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iamlosingit's picture

Someone posted a blog that really hit close to home today.  "why for her and not me" and it really hit home, especially today.

I am the only one actually giving to him both on an emotional and financial level instead of being a perpetual drain

This. ^^^^^^ 100%

And like her, it frustrates the hell out of me.

Dh had his first child with BM when he was 27.  They bought 1st house together.  He proposed to her in Hawaii for fecks sake, renting  a white limo and proposing at a luau in front of tons of people over a microphone.  They went on vacation every year.  He used to get her flowers all the time, cards (she was nice enough to put them all in a bag and give back to DH after they split, and I got the joy of him sharing ALL of these with me, and all the sweet things he had written her over the years).  He used to give.her.money. towards her getting her hair and nails done.  I would never expect that, if I wanted that done I would pay for it myself.  He shared all of these things with me, all the ups and downs of their relationship.  Pictures of all of them together as a family going to the park and all of them are dressed in coordinating outfits for these pictures.  HUGE lavish celebrations in their backyard of the home, barbecues, banquet tables, buffets, his family and her family together celebrating a birthday or some milestone.  Professional family portraits.

I come along, and it's a completely different story.  We can't do anything as a couple without including SS.  There are hardly any pictures of me on our camping trips, rare beach trips, etc they are ALL of SS (taking  a drink, making a peace sign, staring at something, you get the idea).  The last "vacation" we took just the two of us was our honeymoon in 2016.  Before then it was a week trip down south in 2010.  Never had a family picture taken.  Never host a get-together unless I am paying for it, and it's nothing like the pictures I've seen that they did, and most of the time nobody shows up.  They came to our housewarming, and it seemed they were disappointed that DH wasn't supplying the alcohol and a buffet.  Everyone left after soon after whereas at BM they have pictures going from afternoon into the evening.

I feel like I am a "second choice". And yeah I get "kids come first" and all that crap, but I feel like I'm an afterthought. 

We ran out of groceries again, DH went out and bought exactly enough food to get us through visitation on Friday-today (Monday) but after today we have nothing for us.  He spend $50 on food for one fecking visitation weekend because he went to an expensive store by our house instead of to a general grocery store because "I can't be gone that long on a visitation weekend!!" It's only a ten minute drive difference.  Bring SS with, responsibility doesn't "go away" just because he is here.  And we could've eaten for the week on $50 buying there.  Ham, egg, cheese omelet, gourmet chili dogs with choice of toppings, SS favorite pie and ice cream for a "treat", tacos...I looked at the receipt and did the meal-math in my head and asked him "so what are we eating when we don't have SS?" and he said "I don't know".   Saddest part is he made it a POINT to show me the receipt...SMH what DH you want a "atta boy!" because you can feed your fecking spawn and not us? Not my job anymore. 

I bought SS $60 worth of Legos for Christmas online after discussing it with DH, he was going to pitch in.  It was a bulk lot of 1600 legos, SS loves to build and it will add on to the one bucket of legos he already has to he can build more things.  Then the package arrived, and DH was upset because "SS will only have two things to open!" Que him going online IMMEDIATELY after drop off yesterday and finding this massive lot of "Skylanders" for Nintendo Wii.  He informs me he is leaving to pick this item up and heads right back out the door.  I thought we were going to have some "alone time" and had put a movie in for us, he wasn't even watching for the first 15 minutes he was on his damn phone looking for gifts for SS, then leaves.  Oh, did I mention he bought a surround sound system for the basement for no reason other than "he wanted one".  Then he was upset that the base in the upstairs sound bar was better and started to dismantle the sub to swap for the one downstairs.  I stopped him by saying "what are you doing with my "birthday gift" DH?" He looked like a deer in headlights.  Sure DH, of course that was meant for my birthday and not something you wanted for yourself.

  I stop the movie, he is gone for two hours, returns with a big box filled with paper bags and starts pulling everything out and piling it all on the couch I am sitting on exclaiming "I got all of these for $80!! And I can wrap each one, so SS will have 50+ gifts to open!!".   I just stared at him...I felt everything inside me just die.  Literally I haven't felt this low since a family member passing.  WTG DH, you just gave SS a $140 Christmas after spending over $100 on his birthday in October and the $80 bike for no reason....glad every time something is for SS it's $100 or more.  Meanwhile, he says he has no idea what to get me for Christmas and asks if we can "not do gifts this year".  I'm glad I haven't bought him anything yet, was going to go this weekend.  Nope. Done.  I had a dream that DH and I had a bio son, and he asked me "mom, why do we only do fun stuff when SS is here? Why does daddy ignore me when SS is here?" and I almost laughed insanely when I woke up in a cold sweat because I really think that's what would happen.

Why are men so clueless?? When did they stop trying? My mom and dad (before divorce) used to have "date night" every single friday.  They made time for one another once a week.  Why did they divorce? Mom's entire world revolved around thier bio son.  Dad felt like he didn't exist and was carrying the burden of the household expenses on his shoulders.  I'm starting to get why he left.  I think I'm going to call him tonight.

 Did I mention DH is now "on call" for his job once a month for 8 days? Guess what his schedule is? Not on visitation time, of course not.  So now we are down to one weekend a month together instead of two, can't leave for a getaway or anything because he to leave at the drop of a hat if he gets called.  He has his entire schedule mapped out for call next year...and none of them interupt his visitation time. 

I've gone online and looked for pet-friendly apartments....I can't afford any of them.  All my friends are happily married with kids.  And the last person I shared an apartment with screwed me over on rent and we lost it.  Then theres the fact that this house is in my name and DH...DH has changed since last month.  He is paying his share now, he has stopped drinking, but now he's just as far up SS a$$ as SS is up his and I still don't exist. 

New Years resolution:

start working out again

get my hair colored at a salon, no more box crap to save money.  Get my pride back.

talk to dad about the house they are renting, see if they have an extra bedroom so I can get back on my feet again

start putting away money each month and stop spending anything on DH and his Spawn

Stay single, IF I meet someone the FIRST requirement is going to be NO KIDS. NO BAGGAGE.

Put myself FIRST again, nobody else is.  Just bought PIYO to start my new workout regime...can't do certain movements due to foot injury from last year that never healed and throbs now that it's cold out.

I'm done.  It might take awhile, not easy to leave a house you just purchased, lawyers are expensive.  Maybe if I leave DH will realize how good he had it.  Two can play the game DH, starting today you and spawn don't exist to me either.

Comments

ndc's picture

I'm so glad to hear that you're finally going to put yourself first and leave your user husband.  What you have put up with from him, and the way he treats you, is unbelievable.  I really like your New Year's resolutions.  I hope you stick to them.  Good luck to you - you deserve better than your H.

iamlosingit's picture

the song "happier" by Bastille and Marshmello has played three times since I wrote this blog...I'm taking it as an omen.

Lately, I've been, I've been thinking
I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier

When the morning comes
When we see what we've become
In the cold light of day we're a flame in the wind
Not the fire that we've begun
Every argument, every word we can't take back
'Cause with the all that has happened
I think that we both know the way that the story ends

Then only for a minute
I want to change my mind
'Cause this just don't feel right to me
I want to raise your spirits
I want to see you smile but
Know that means I'll have to leave

Siemprematahari's picture

It's great that you are finally making yourself a priority and focusing on you! I enjoyed your resolutions and you can always start them TODAY. It's obvious that your H is consumed by his son and is trying to over compensate for whatever guilt he may be feeling.

You will feel better once you start working out, go to the salon, and place you 1st. I'd recommend separating your finances NOW that way none of your money goes on his son. I think if you leave your H will know that you are serious and mean business.

Wishing you the best and here's to a new year with new beginnings.

thinkthrice's picture

This past year i decided it will be the "year of me."  Now granted we don't have the outrageous spending that we once had when Chef would go on guilty daddy "buy 'em love" sprees with money we DIDN'T have.  BUT.  So I lost 30 lbs, bought some nice clothes, got a skin laser treament on my hands done (not that effective) and am getting a few varicose veins taken care of.   Did Chef mention anything?  Nope.  He continues eating  and drinking like a 20 year old (yes he's getting quite the pot belly now at stb 51)  and trying to sabotage my diet.

Sometimes I think the first wives/BM got off E.A.S.Y.

TwoOfUs's picture

I love this. 

I am looking for a way out, too...despite genuinely loving my husband. His kids are fine...we get along. He makes time for me. I enjoy his company. In many ways, I feel like a moron for wanting out. But deep down I know that I haven't forgiven him for his selfishness early in our relationship...or for his failure to try to start a family with me. That's done more damage to my self-worth than I think I even fully understand...and I'm fairly certain now that I can't get past it. 

It makes me sad because I don't want to leave our home that we built together or give up on our future...but I feel like his unthinking selfishness left me no choice. 

advice.only2's picture

Reading this made me really sad for you, until I got to the end and then I was like "Thank GOD! You go Girl!"

Aniki-Moderator's picture

Iamlosingit, I'm very happy to hear that you are finally making YOU the priority. You deserve to be happy!!!

Agree that you need to separate your finances. ASAP. DH spends $50 on food for one fecking weekend (BTW, he should have gone to the store BEFORE VISITATION STARTED. 20 minutes. Gaaaaah.). The question should be "what is DH eating when HE doesn't have SS?" DH needs to be responsible for HIS and SS's food when SS is there. NOT YOU. If anything, DH can exist off of ramen noodles and beans when SS isn't there. Cheap and filling.

DO NOT loan him money for food. With his track record, a "loan" should only be what you can afford to GIVE. He's so horrible with money, he won't pay you back until 2020. The more money you GIVE him, the less money YOU have for your escape. {{hugs}}

TwoOfUs's picture

I agree 100%.

Though when my skids were here, I would have had a heart attack from sheer delight if DH had ever gone to the grocery store for a skid weekend and ONLY spent $50. For him...it was more like multiple trips to the store all weekend long for extra expensive snacks, individual drinks, and expensive foods (steak, anyone?) even though we had plenty of food in the fridge to make. All on my dime, of course. 

Didn't matter how well I meal planned or how well I communicated the food plan for the weekend. There was always at least one "emeregency" trip to the store or to a restaurant because one of the skids was in the mood for something different or I had "forgotten" something...and DH would come back, super-treat dad, with a dozen unnecessary things for the skids...

I so dreaded these store trips. Twitching just thinking about it right now. 

Aniki-Moderator's picture

Ah, ye olde meal planning!

I used to do ALL OF THE COOKING on skid weekends. Breakfast pancakes and sausage? Aniki cooked. Omelets and bacon? Aniki cooked. Homemade pizza, pot roast, roast chicken, lasagna.... Aniki cooked. Cookies, cakes, brownies, all freshly made from scratch... Aniki cooked. There were NO trips to restaurants or to the store because the skids wanted something else. DH adhered to "this is what's for breakfast/dinner".

The final straw was when one of the skids said that premade, chemical-laden frozen lasagna was better than my homemade lasagna. At which time, I promptly put the rest of the lasagna into containers and placed them in the freezer. "Hey, yours is OKAY!" "Oh, that's okay. I wouldn't want you to eat anything you don't like!"

And that was the last time I cooked (aside from Christmas). DH was responsible for all skid meals - which he had to share. Which meant that DH also had to pay for them and DH was poor because of $$$$ CS, so...

  • Goodbye, breakfast. The skids got boxed cereal or poptarts.
     
  • So long, lunch. Hello, hot pockets, SPAM, and PBJs.
     
  • Sayonara, dinner. Do you want canned ravioli, frozen pizza, or some premade, chemical-laden craptastic entrée?

I DID continue to cook. For MYSELF. DH and the skids ater freezer pizza. After which, I whipped up a single serving of shrimp scampi or steak and mushrooms or crab alfredo or... No more homemade brownies or cookies or any other kind of dessert (how you like those hard store-bought cookies now?).

 

OP should stop any kind of financing for DH and force him to live within his means. And google creative ways to cook ramen.

iamlosingit's picture

He leaves work and goes straight to the bus stop for pick up on weekday visitation.  So unless he left work early, not an option.  Also stopping on the way home is "not an option" because "SS is tired from school and needs to relax and it takes away from "our time".  I can't make this stuff up.  Rainbows and Unicorn farts. Every Visitation.  Doing the shopping any other day except his and my weekends has never happened.  "our weekends" consist of cleaning, errand running, and laundry.  Sometimes I get lucky and we get to go to Applebees! *eye roll* (conditioned on me paying 1/2 the bill of course)

 

Aniki-Moderator's picture

He probably would have spent more money that he doesn't have if he'd taken SS with him. He could not go the night before?

Woman, go to Applebee's by yourself. Or with a friend. Leave DH at home with ramen noodles.

CLove's picture

It really sucks, when you enter a marriage or partnership, thinking that this is THE ONE, and they seem like they already found their one - and its the kid and prior marriage.

I never thought in a million years I would marry someone with kids, and then when I met DH I was too old to have my own and thought "insta family, just add me!".

With your experiences, and if you are young enough, it is time to cut your losses. Im super sad that I never was able to have children, and have Toxic Troll and her mini version Toxic Feral Eldest as reminders of that irony. Toxic Troll beat Toxic Feral about a year and a half ago, yet she is "golden", and gets the "I love you moms" that I never will. 

Let DH stew with his precious Son, Golden Child. Who will be there when Golden Child leaves the nest to start his own family.

Great resolutions!!!!

iamlosingit's picture

I was 25 when we met, ss was only 3....oh if I could go back in time and kick myself....now I'm going to be 34 in less than 6 months.  I wanted kids when I was 25, when I met DH it seemed like a possibility, he was such a good dad.  Now his head is so far up SS butt that nothing else matters, and the older SS gets the worse DH gets.  I never saw it coming.  Fine line between being a buddy and being a father.  My dad was a hard a$$ and we fought ALL.THE.TIME. (he started out my SD, then adopted me when I was 10ish)  Now that I'm grown, we are closer than ever and I learned more from him then my bio mom.  Now it sucks because I never thought I wouldn't have bio kids of my own, and it's too late.  I don't want to be in my 50's with a teenager.  The regret is unexplainable.

TwoOfUs's picture

It's not too late! 

I also met my DH when I was 25 (weird) and his kids were 5, 7, and 8. We got married when I was 30 and I always thought I would have kids. Despite begging and pleading, it was never a priority and so it hasn't happened. I am now 39 and so bitter about it that it's going to ruin my otherwise great marriage...this makes me sad. 

I also don't want to have kids who are teens in my 50s...but I am still thinking about getting artificial insemination and doing it myself. I will decide this year (2019). 

If I could go back to 34 and convince my younger self to leave DH and try to find someone else to have a family with, I would. I would tell her that he was just lying and stringing her along about having a family...hoping her bio clock would run down and she'd give up on it...and I'd tell her to go find someone who wanted a family with HER...not someone who simply wanted to tack her on as a comfort and support for his own existing family. 

Seriously...if I could go back to 34 and save myself the last 5 years, I totally would. 

TwoOfUs's picture

Heck. 

While I have the time machine...maybe I should just go ahead and go back to 25 and avoid meeting DH altogether. Wouldn't be that hard. I'd just lie in wait where I know it's going to happen and trip myself or something so there's a missed connection. 

But my point to OP is...34 is still young and still plenty of time to have kids and start a family. Find someone who wants what you want!

Major Blunder's picture

Good for you !!!!!    Wish I had that kind of resolve ( years ago, in to long now ) I fantasize about it sometimes, living alone no skids, no gskids, no enabling DW.  Just me , ahhhhhh, then I wake up lol

Major Blunder's picture

If that's an open question, no we never had kids. DW said that if I wanted kids it had to be no later than when she turned 40, it was tough to make the decision but I think I knew that her kids were going to be a mess I didn't see us raising SD26's kids but that's a different ball of wax. My life has been about raising other people's kids, we would have most certainly broke up by now if we did have kids.

CLove's picture

Nothing like reading old posts to clarify your now and future, eh?

Chmmy's picture

Sounds like you may be second choice. I dated someone for 4 years that was emotionally unavailable. He had his heart broken by his first love and he had nothing left for anyone else. Great guy, lots of fun but just not right.

You're doing the right thing. Save money. Get yourself prepared to exit. Im sorry if DH has nothing left for you. You deserve better.

Sometimes i feel like my DH is scarred from his marraige and I get the short end of the stick in certain aspects of our relationship but not love. Im definitely the love of his life. That's what matters most.

TrueNorth77's picture

Ok, I could have written your post from 3 years ago, where DH had to buy so many presents because "they need things to open!". My SO spent $300 each on their "big wow gift", and then proceeded to spend $140 more each on them so they "had things to open". The day after Christmas, he then bought each of them a video game. I can't even with this. Last year he bought SD a TV, plus at least 6 other presents so she "had things to open". Because that's what Christmas is about, having a bunch of gifts to open. I grit my teeth to keep from saying anything, but I literally cannot take it. To top it off, I always do stockings for skids as my own personal gift to them, which means lots of candy and a 3-4 small gifts. It adds up. After I have that done is when my SO decides skids need more presents to open and starts frantically shopping for stuff and buying more things for them. Honestly, at this point I wouldn't have even bought them stocking gifts because they have way too many presents already and I want nothing to do with making them spoiled and entitled. WHY do skids need $500 worth of presents from us, plus $500 more from Crazy and SO's family??? So I feel your pain!

Whats bullshit about this all though is that at least my SO also spoiled me. Your DH says he then can't get you anything because he can't afford it? No. You should be treated like you are valued and matter too, even if it means getting something smaller. I'm really sorry you have to deal with that. My love language is receiving gifts, so I would be devastated. It's not about getting a material thing, it's knowing that the person I'm with cares enough to take the time to think of a thoughtful gift they think I will like. It shows they care.

Curious if you've really committed to leaving, or if you're just tossing the idea around?

iamlosingit's picture

Honestly the surprise surgery for my dog was unexpected and now my credit card is over $1200 again...I don't know what I'm getting back for taxes (DH and I do married filing separately) but I need that card paid off to even think about making a move. Apartments in my state that allows pets are insane. And no, please don't suggest rehoming him, he's all I have left. So for now, still focused on treating MYSELF like #1, but any move is going to be a process.

TrueNorth77's picture

That sucks. I would never suggest rehoming him! My pets go with me where I go, or none of us go. I once planned on moving to Hawaii, but didn't because my cat at the time (the love of my life!) would have had to go into quarantine for like 6-8weeks, and he had asthma and that just wasn't going to work. So, no Hawaii for us.  Anyway, I know that finances need to be in order to move out, so I hope you are able to get some extra from taxes this year (hopefully the new tax breaks give you a bigger return) and make things happen. Hang in there!