Hi Buttercup,
Thanks for the advice, with the things on Maslow's Pyramid that stood out for me. These things where present during my childhood. Love, affection, recognition of achievements, that kind of thing. But now in my adult life they are no longer around in my immediate life. I feel like I'm never shown love through affection, intimacy. My achievements are never pointed out although my failures are constantly reiterated. I set myself goals to achieve and I find that things are quickly placed before me that hinder my progress. This gives me a sense of despair although I keep pushing, it does feeling like I'm running in custard. Eventually I think forget it only to have it pointed out I failed. I find while I am trying to achieve something in my life I get little support actually I find that my wife is quite the opposite. I started my own small business in the spring and set myself financial goals. It was my wife who said I should quit my job to set my business up to which I pointed out that I wouldn't be in a position to pay things like insurances, bills and things like that. I was told that this was fine with her income that we could pay them. I left my job and started up and was really flying at first, I was smashing goals I'd set and it actually looked like I was going to be very financially successful. But then my wife announced that I would have to pay all my bills. I felt like I'd fell from a great height and my mood dropped. I picked myself up and started building again, then I was told we couldn't afford to live so I'd have to put money on the table. I said that this wasn't possible as everything I earned needed to be put into the business to help it grow. Then there was an argument, I pointed out that we had already agreed I wouldn't have spare money out my business for at least a year. Obviously I had had a conversation that only I had taken heed of. In the end I felt like packing in but I haven't, I've kept going with little motivation. But straight after this all happened it was announced "I don't think I love you anymore, I think you should move out!" So we discussed this and it turns out that I was not paying enough attention to her, so we had the usual conversation of how she needs more attention and how I need to spend more time with her (sitting on the couch staring at the wall while she watches her soap operas, no touching or talking I might add. If I try to talk there is a loud huff followed by the tv being paused and the look of disinterest followed by "you finished now?" before the tv is restarted. When these are finished it's off to bed for my wife while I have to sleep on the couch (8 years, I've been there.)
All this setting up targets and then not achieving them made me feel like I have delusions of grandeur, which led me to believe I might have bipolar disorder, however I thought well maybe if I had a push in the right direction instead of "my cars being serviced today you'll have to drop me off and pick me up" type things I would be able to get on with it a little better. All in all I felt like the family dog but then I thought nope that analogy is wrong because the family dog gets petted and praised for good behavior. I just get accused of lying and cheating, get told I need to book my ideas up or I'm out. While all the time I'm treading on egg shells, constantly praising her and sucking up to her. Listening to the constant "People are horrible creatures." "You can't trust anyone." "If you trust someone they will hurt you." "What you want to have sex, your a weird pervert!"
Unfortunately the old me has come back over the last week and the old me ain't treading on no egg shells. The old me don't really take poo from no one. The old me has self respect and the old me don't put up with no crap. I noticed this on my birthday, I got asked "Are you for real?" without making eye contact, without even fully thinking about it I blurted out "Is this a rhetorical question?" then she stopped and glared at me and said "what did you say?" I turned and looked at her and said " You asked me if I'm for real, are you?" She ran out the room screaming "Your a bastard, I hate you!" I know it probably sounds mean but I know that my wife wears a mask like a brick wall and behind that lives my insecure, scared wife that I fell in love with. It was like I was her knight in shining armour when we first met, then the walls went up and I was the same as everyone else, out to hurt her. But it's only when I get round this wall that I get to speak to her and usually that means confrontation of some sort.
To be honest though I don't know if it's worth the hassle, she tells me a lot that she thinks I should move out only to come running to get me when I do. I'm sick of running on empty. I think I should put myself first and then I really think my life of anxiety and depression would be over. I would be able to start working on my life rather than on someone else.