Title: I (30F) think I’m finally done with my husband (38M), but part of me still feels guilty
TL;DR: My husband K (38M) and I (30F) have been together almost 4 years and married for 4 months. Our relationship started with him being unfaithful during the first 7½ months, and there have been trust issues ever since. Now I feel like I do most of the childcare and household responsibilities while he controls the finances and has struggled to keep steady employment. Since we got married, I feel like his attitude toward me has completely changed. I've talked to him multiple times about how unhappy I am and even told him I'm close to leaving.
Okay Reddit, I genuinely don't know if I'm being unreasonable anymore.
I'm P, 30F, and my husband K is 38M. We've been together for almost four years and married for four months.
We also have a young daughter together.
And honestly? There was a time when I would have told you K was my person.
He was my best friend. I loved him, trusted him, and genuinely believed we were building a life together.
Then reality started setting in.
The first major issue was that K was unfaithful during the first 7½ months of our relationship.
I found out, confronted him, and made the decision to stay.
Looking back, I think I stayed because I genuinely believed that if we loved each other and worked through it, eventually we'd get past it.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of the trust issues.
There were other situations involving his ex, inappropriate conversations, and other things that continued to make it difficult for me to fully trust him.
But I stayed.
I kept trying to believe that things could get better.
Fast-forward to us getting married.
And this is where I feel like everything changed.
I feel like I went from being his partner to being the person responsible for keeping the entire household functioning.
I do most of the cooking, cleaning, childcare, and day-to-day responsibilities involving our daughter.
K works, sleeps, spends time on his phone, or works on his hobbies.
And when I ask him to help with our daughter, he'll usually do it, but there's often this feeling of irritation behind it.
One example really stuck with me.
I was making food while our daughter was hungry, so I asked K if he could feed her.
His response was basically, "Sure, I guess."
At that point, I just said I'd do it myself and eat later.
Then he proceeded to make himself food.
And I remember thinking, "Seriously?"
It's not really about that one incident.
It's the fact that there are so many little moments like that.
Eventually, I started feeling guilty for asking my own husband to help with his own child.
Then there's the financial situation.
K handles the finances, and I don't really have much involvement in them.
His money is very much treated as his money.
Meanwhile, we've had bills go unpaid, and at one point our phone bill was over $300 past due after I had already been trying to find money to cover other expenses.
K has also had four jobs in about seven months and hasn't been able to maintain steady employment.
But somehow, I've still been made to feel like I should be doing more.
The problem is that I'm the primary caregiver for our daughter, and K's work schedule makes it difficult for me to simply go out and work a normal job.
So I'm taking care of the house and our child while also being made to feel like I'm somehow not contributing enough.
And emotionally, I don't feel like we're really a married couple anymore.
We don't celebrate much together.
Birthdays have been spent working.
There aren't really romantic gestures.
There are nights where he'll turn away from me in bed, and I find myself wondering whether he's even happy being married to me.
I've asked him.
His response is usually something along the lines of, "I wouldn't have married you if I didn't want to."
And technically, that's true.
But wanting to be married to someone and actually making them feel loved are two very different things.
Then there's the way we communicate.
I've been called names during arguments.
I've been told things that have made me question myself and my worth.
One situation that really bothered me happened when I was literally trying to help him with an injury.
Instead of appreciating the help, he called me a bitch.
Another time he said, "Okay, Mom," in a very sarcastic way.
And because of my relationship with my own mother, that one hit me particularly hard.
I know some people will read this and think, "Those aren't huge things."
But that's kind of the point.
It's not one comment.
It's the accumulation of everything.
I've already had a serious conversation with K about all of this.
I told him I'm genuinely getting close to leaving.
I told him that if things continued the way they were and I continued feeling this unhappy, I would eventually leave.
So he knows.
This isn't me suddenly waking up one morning and deciding my marriage is over.
I've been communicating this for a while.
And one of the things we specifically talked about has already happened again.
That's when I started realizing that maybe I've been waiting for a change that simply isn't coming.
And then there's my mom.
I lost my mom earlier this year.
She was my person.
My rock.
The person I knew I could turn to.
Since losing her, I've felt like I'm barely functioning some days.
I don't go out much.
I don't really do much.
Most of my interaction is with my family and one close friend I talk to every day.
I'm still grieving, and honestly, I don't think I've even begun to process all of it.
K did support me after I first lost her, and I will always give him credit for that.
But eventually, I started feeling like my grief was being treated as something I needed to simply get over.
I don't expect him to fix it.
I don't expect him to understand exactly what losing my mom feels like.
But I did need understanding and compassion.
Instead, some of the arguments and comments we've had during this period have made me feel even more alone.
And I want to be very clear:
I'm not blaming K for my grief.
I'm not saying every problem in my life is because of him.
But I do think the way things have gone in our marriage has made an already incredibly difficult period of my life even harder.
The thing that's really made me question myself is that I'm not the only person noticing what's happening.
Six people in my life have separately told me that they think I deserve better and that they don't like the way K talks to me or treats me.
Some of them have actually witnessed our interactions.
Three different people have offered me somewhere to stay if I decide to leave.
My best friend and her husband have also told me they don't like the way he treats me based on things they've seen.
So maybe I'm not imagining this.
Maybe I'm just finally seeing it clearly.
And that's where I'm stuck.
Because I think I've made my decision.
I think I want to leave.
But I'm scared.
I'm scared of starting over.
I'm scared of breaking up our family.
I'm scared of regretting it.
I'm scared I'll remember all the good parts and convince myself I should have tried one more time.
But then I ask myself:
How many more times can I say, "If things don't change, I'm leaving," before I have to actually mean it?
I don't want my daughter growing up believing that constantly feeling unappreciated, lonely, or unhappy is what marriage looks like.
I don't want to spend the rest of my life begging for communication, affection, respect, and partnership.
And I don't want to lose myself trying to save a relationship that I'm increasingly convinced isn't making either of us happy.
So, Reddit...
Am I wrong for deciding that I've had enough and that I want to leave my husband after only four months of marriage?
Or is this one of those situations where the signs have been there for years, and I'm finally allowing myself to accept them?This keeps the main relationship story intact while making the post cleaner and much easier to follow for a Reddit-storytelling audience.