Married 7 years. 3 kids, one with special needs. My two oldest are doing virtual school so I’m a SAHM. My youngest is one so juggling everything has been a challenge but I’m getting it done.

I’ve made excuse after excuse for my husband. He’s absent. Goes to hang out with his friends six nights a week after coming home for twenty minutes to change and “see the kids” and calls that quality time. He works and I’m grateful but he does NOTHING and I mean nothing around our house. He leaves his socks thrown on the floor, shirts on the floors. He doesn’t clean up anything after himself. He expects his laundry to be done pristinely (we don’t have a functioning washer right now so I drive 5 miles to do laundry) but doesn’t come home until 10pm from his friends house and expects me to go do it then. In his eyes that’s ok though because I don’t work. I can relax all day tomorrow because I “don’t have a job”. He expects his lunch to be made the morning of not the night before even though he goes to work at 430am which means I’m up at 345am and that’s after coming home from doing laundry at 1am. I made excuses for ALL OF THIS.

Today though, I’ve finally seen this for what it is. He came home from work at 3pm. I was still doing virtual school with our son who has autism. Wednesday are long days for him with therapy which means long days for me too. Because of this on Wednesday’s and fridays I make some kind of crockpot meal for dinner. Today I made cornbeef and cabbage with potatoes, carrots and onions and it has been cooking on low since about 10am when I got a free second to put it all together. My husband came home for his usual 20 minutes before leaving, the kids were excited to see him but he’s never really interested. He kept saying “I came home, hi! You can’t be mad I came home to eat dinner before leaving”. He then goes and looks in the crock pot at dinner and tells me there isn’t enough onions or carrots and I need to put more in. I tell him I can’t put more in now because it’s already been cooking all day. He keeps going and going until (to shut him up) I agree. I go in the kitchen to start cutting stuff up ( so stupid of me) and he says again, you need to put more carrots and onions in there. At this point I’m pissed so I yell at him that I was and how ridiculous it was and it was going to ruin the rest of the food. This man then had the AUDACITY to tell me that if I had thought at all about him this morning when I made it I would have known that he would have to enter more carrots and onions so I did this to myself. His expectations for what dinner is isn’t wrong I am for hot making it the way he wanted. I just kept cutting food in absolutely awe of the person I’ve let him become and he came over tried to hug me and told me he was going to his friends house to wait for everything to be cooked correctly. He then told me to not forget he needs laundry for tomorrow and I can go do that when he comes home around 10pm. Then he tells me he loves me and leaves.

So while he’s gone I’m now packing up my kids and our things into my car and leaving. Fuck this shit. I’ve let him become and absolute asshole but I refuse to continue this cycle and let my kids think this is a normal way to treat people. Peace out fucker. You’ll be getting divorce papers in the mail ✌🏻