I need to vent and get some outside perspective because I feel like I'm running on absolute empty, and I don't know what to do anymore.
My boyfriend and I have a baby girl together (let's call her Emma), who is six weeks old. I am severely struggling with postpartum depression, deep fatigue, and feeling completely unappreciated. Whenever I get sad or overwhelmed, my boyfriend just asks, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" instead of being supportive. When I tell him I just want us to be connected, he gets upset or flips it back on me, saying he wants more affection and that I should kiss him when he walks through the doorâeven while I'm actively holding the baby, making dinner, and serving him.
Here is what my reality looks like:
Zero effort on dates/romance: Iâve explicitly told him I want to feel chosen and go on dates. He acts like planning a date is moving mountains and says, "I don't know where to take you." When he finally picks a spot, he says things like, "You're either going to really love it or really hate it," which completely ruins the mood and makes me not even want to go. Iâm not high-maintenance at allâIâve told him Iâd be thrilled with a beach picnic, eating sandwiches in the car while listening to music, or getting In-N-Out. Yet, when I asked him for something simple recently, he just came home with a single Twix bar instead.
Night shifts and baby care: Emma eats a lot throughout the night, and I bottle-feed her continuously. Monday through Friday, my boyfriend works, so I do all the nighttime diaper changes, feedings, and care on my own. On the weekends, he still doesn't help. He won't feed her or change her diapers. Occasionally, he will pick up a used diaper and throw it outside, and then he considers that "helping."
Evening routine: When he comes home from work, I serve him food while he showers. He'll hold Emma briefly until I serve his meal, then he eats and takes his time. After that, he takes the baby so I can finally eatâbut if Emma starts crying while I'm eating, he gives me "the look" like he hates holding her, forcing me to rush through my food.
Family comes first: He consistently puts his family before our peace. When his family comes over, I am exhausted, Emma is crying, and she needs her diaper changedâyet he doesn't step up to help me at all.
Fridays & drinking: Every other Friday after work, he goes to his brother's house from 4:30 PM until 9:30 PM. When he comes home, he's under the influence and expects me to make him food.
I do so much, but I feel totally unloved, uncherished, and alone. I just want to feel taken care of, too. Instead, I'm getting to the point where I'm just completely burnt out and numb.
Am I going crazy? What would you do in my situation?