u/Kennelle_

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

TL;DR: I’ve been with my husband for 4 years (married 2), and I’ve been the primary breadwinner for the last 3.5 years. I believed in his potential, supported multiple career changes, funded a failed business, paid for life insurance training, built and largely paid for our home, and have carried us financially while he struggled to find stable work. He finally got a job a month ago, but it still doesn’t come close to supporting our household.

He’s a genuinely kind man, we’re best friends, he treats me well, isn’t abusive, and hasn’t cheated since leaving nightlife years ago. He now helps around the house after years of me asking. But I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load, and I feel more like his manager than his wife.

He says I’m impatient and that marriage means sticking it out, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally exhausted. I’m scared to have kids because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I love him, but I’m starting to realize that love alone isn’t enough to build the life I want.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I stayed too long?

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

TL;DR: I’ve been with my husband for 4 years (married 2), and I’ve been the primary breadwinner for the last 3.5 years. I believed in his potential, supported multiple career changes, funded a failed business, paid for life insurance training, built and largely paid for our home, and have carried us financially while he struggled to find stable work. He finally got a job a month ago, but it still doesn’t come close to supporting our household.

He’s a genuinely kind man, we’re best friends, he treats me well, isn’t abusive, and hasn’t cheated since leaving nightlife years ago. He now helps around the house after years of me asking. But I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load, and I feel more like his manager than his wife.

He says I’m impatient and that marriage means sticking it out, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally exhausted. I’m scared to have kids because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I love him, but I’m starting to realize that love alone isn’t enough to build the life I want.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I stayed too long?

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this and share your honest advice.

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I already owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

When we first met, he worked in nightlife, and there was lying and emotional cheating (flirty messages with other women). I gave him an ultimatum to quit or lose me. To his credit, he quit, became transparent, and infidelity has not been an issue since.

Over the years, he’s tried several careers. We even opened a business together that I funded, and I lost my investment. He later got into life insurance, which I also financially supported, but after selling to friends and family, he didn’t put in the effort to continue growing it. Meanwhile, I never had the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said it would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true…I was trying to create urgency).

While I’m glad he’s finally working after all these years, I don’t trust he can keep It, and, it’s low-paying commission work that doesn’t come close to covering our expenses. If something happened to me today, I honestly don’t think he could support our household, not even half of our expenses.

I’ve also tried helping him pursue better opportunities, even in my field. I’ve helped friends and family build successful remote careers, but he hasn’t shown the same drive. I’ve always been ambitious, motivated, and career-focused. I thought some of that drive would rub off on him over the years, but it never really has.

To be fair, he’s genuinely kind. He opens doors for me, buys me flowers, is affectionate, and we’re honestly best friends. We rarely argue, he’s never been abusive, and I truly believe he loves me.

After years of asking, he now helps around the house more, which I appreciate. When he has money, he’ll occasionally buy me gifts or pay for dinner. But most of the time, I’m still paying for everything. There have even been times I’ve sent him money so he could pay in public because I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. Despite all of that, I still carry the financial, mental, and emotional load. I don’t want to be the sole provider while also managing everything else.

He tells me I’m impatient, that I need to be more understanding, and that things will get better because marriage is about sticking it out. He also says me being the primary breadwinner has hurt his confidence and pride. I understand that, but after years of waiting, I’m emotionally drained. I feel like I’ve poured into his cup for so long that mine is now empty.

In his mind, he’s a good husband because he doesn’t cheat, treats me well, buys me flowers, opens doors, and isn’t abusive. He also feels that now that he’s finally working, I should be satisfied. But to me, being a good husband is more than simply not doing bad things. I need a true partner, someone who can help build and sustain the life we both want. So I can rest a little.

I’m also scared to have children with him, because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our kids.

Our sex life also isn’t great. He struggled with porn in the past and claims he’s over it now, but our intimacy has never fully recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel more like his manager than his wife. I’m always planning ahead, solving problems, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I kept believing that if I loved him enough, supported him enough, and stayed patient, he’d become the man I knew he could be. I’m starting to realize that ambition and drive have to come from within.

I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful. I recently left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I’ve become.

I know the grass isn’t greener on the other side, but of late, I have been romanticizing my single life and all that I was able to accomplish on my own.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I simply stayed too long? Would you continue hoping things improve, or would you leave?

Thank you in advance!

My husband and I have been together for 4 years and married for 2.

For the last 3.5 years, I’ve been the primary breadwinner, making six figures while working remotely. I never minded supporting him while he got on his feet, but at what point does “getting on your feet” become the new normal?

Before we got married, I owned a home, had a car, savings, investments, and a stable career. He didn’t bring much financially, but I believed in his potential. Looking back, I think I enabled him.

He’s tried multiple careers, but nothing sticks. He worked in nightlife when we met, but I gave him an ultimatum after he lied and cheated with women there. Maybe I should’ve left then.

He later pursued life insurance. I paid for everything he needed and encouraged him, but once he exhausted friends and family as clients, he stopped putting in effort to grow the business. Meanwhile, I didn’t have the luxury of quitting jobs. There were times I worked two jobs just to keep us afloat.

We built a house that I essentially funded. He said that would motivate him to work harder, but he only got a job a month ago after I told him I might get laid off (which wasn’t true… I was trying to create urgency). He found a job quickly, but it’s low-paying commission work with a lot of labor.

What frustrates me is that he doesn’t seem willing to pursue better opportunities, even when I’ve tried to help. I’ve helped friends and family get into my field with stable remote careers, but he hasn’t taken that path.

I’m scared to have kids because I already feel like I’m carrying one adult. I worry I’d end up financially and mentally responsible for him and our children. He’s also made business decisions that have cost me money.

Our sex life isn’t good either. He had a porn addiction in the past, says he’s over it now, but intimacy has never really recovered.

The biggest issue is that I feel like his manager instead of his wife. I’m always the one thinking ahead, solving problems, pushing him, motivating him, and carrying the responsibility. I’ve reached the point where I’m resentful.

Recently, I left our home and spent a month with my brothers in another state just to get space. I’ve never done anything like that before, and it made me realize how unhappy I am.

Am I expecting too much from a partner, or have I stayed too long? Would you stay and hope things continue to improve, or would you leave?