10-26-2014, 05:27 PM
I've been with my partner for 12.5 years now and for the past few years, it seems like each day becomes more and more of a struggle for me. We met when I was 19 and he was 45 and within 3 weeks I moved in with him. Risky move, I know. But at that time, my parents and I were at each others' throats non-stop so I knew I had to get out of there.
The first few years were great. I met all of his friends and while I'm sure some of them thought I was only either a temporary fling or just looking for a sugar daddy...they were very nice to me. He helped me get my driver's license, buy my first car, and took me on vacations to some amazing places. Even though we had such a difference in our age, we still laughed at the same things and shared some common interests. I helped him get better at using the computer and he showed me how to do some common home and car repair tasks.
It wasn't until about maybe 5 or 6 years in the relationship that I noticed some controlling behavior, but I just brushed it off as him trying to prevent me from doing something irresponsible or dangerous. The first time I remember really feeling like something was wrong was when he was out of town on business and a few of my friends from work were going out for a few drinks. These were straight men and women and I know enough to call a cab if I feel like I've had too much. I told him that I was going to do this and he got so upset. He asked me why I was just bringing this up now (I was literally told about it as I was leaving work) and that he would have to meet these people before he would be OK with it. He also said that I should have asked him sooner. Wait a minute...."ask" him? I didn't realize that I was on house arrest here.
I've never met ANYONE that he works with and as far as they know, I don't even exist. Plus, why would I want to out myself at work? You know how people at work talk and I really didn't want anyone at work to know I was gay let alone in a relationship with a man old enough to be my father. So I bowed to his wishes and didn't go, but I was furious about it. When he came back, I let him know (calmly) that I wasn't happy with the way the situation was handled and his response was that if I didn't like it, I was welcome to move out. That's a card that he plays ALL the time.
It's gotten to the point where I can't go anywhere without him and if I do go anywhere by myself, I have to "check in" when I get there and when I'm leaving. I could understand if he had children and was stuck in that mindset, but I'm 32 years old for God's sake! I have thought about leaving several times, but of course...he holds the key to everything. This house is in his name, my car is in his name, the bank accounts and credit cards are in his name, and so on.
If we go a day without arguing, it's a miracle. The latest card he pulls is the fact that I take Klonopin for my anxiety. I have been on it for several years and sometimes it makes me forgetful or tired. So every time I accidentally forget something, all I hear is, "Well if you didn't walk around stoned all day..." I know that he thinks less of me because I see a psychiatrist for for my anxiety and constantly says that I'm wasting my time and that I'm just looking for pills. Even if I take a one hour nap after doing grocery shopping, cleaning, etc., all I hear is: "So you're just going to lay around all day?"
Holidays with his family are the worst. They're all very nice people but I have to sit there with this fake smile and act like everything is OK. And yes, I HAVE to spend everyday with his family. I visit my family on the holidays, but I have to make sure that I'm back when he's ready to leave.
Sex is non-existent. It's hard to get in the mood with someone that you secretly resent for all the jabs he's taken at you over the years and have kept bottled up. Every time I try to discuss our relationship, I'm told that I'm being dramatic and that we're fine. When he's gone on the road for a few days, I feel great but as soon as I hear him pull up in the driveway...I get a knot in my stomach. I feel like I've gone from a partner to a roommate/housekeeper.
I don't know what to do. I really want to make this work and I try to think about his good qualities but I also feel like a prisoner in "my" house. I'm looking for advice from anyone who's ever been in a situation like this. Thanks in advance!
The first few years were great. I met all of his friends and while I'm sure some of them thought I was only either a temporary fling or just looking for a sugar daddy...they were very nice to me. He helped me get my driver's license, buy my first car, and took me on vacations to some amazing places. Even though we had such a difference in our age, we still laughed at the same things and shared some common interests. I helped him get better at using the computer and he showed me how to do some common home and car repair tasks.
It wasn't until about maybe 5 or 6 years in the relationship that I noticed some controlling behavior, but I just brushed it off as him trying to prevent me from doing something irresponsible or dangerous. The first time I remember really feeling like something was wrong was when he was out of town on business and a few of my friends from work were going out for a few drinks. These were straight men and women and I know enough to call a cab if I feel like I've had too much. I told him that I was going to do this and he got so upset. He asked me why I was just bringing this up now (I was literally told about it as I was leaving work) and that he would have to meet these people before he would be OK with it. He also said that I should have asked him sooner. Wait a minute...."ask" him? I didn't realize that I was on house arrest here.
I've never met ANYONE that he works with and as far as they know, I don't even exist. Plus, why would I want to out myself at work? You know how people at work talk and I really didn't want anyone at work to know I was gay let alone in a relationship with a man old enough to be my father. So I bowed to his wishes and didn't go, but I was furious about it. When he came back, I let him know (calmly) that I wasn't happy with the way the situation was handled and his response was that if I didn't like it, I was welcome to move out. That's a card that he plays ALL the time.
It's gotten to the point where I can't go anywhere without him and if I do go anywhere by myself, I have to "check in" when I get there and when I'm leaving. I could understand if he had children and was stuck in that mindset, but I'm 32 years old for God's sake! I have thought about leaving several times, but of course...he holds the key to everything. This house is in his name, my car is in his name, the bank accounts and credit cards are in his name, and so on.
If we go a day without arguing, it's a miracle. The latest card he pulls is the fact that I take Klonopin for my anxiety. I have been on it for several years and sometimes it makes me forgetful or tired. So every time I accidentally forget something, all I hear is, "Well if you didn't walk around stoned all day..." I know that he thinks less of me because I see a psychiatrist for for my anxiety and constantly says that I'm wasting my time and that I'm just looking for pills. Even if I take a one hour nap after doing grocery shopping, cleaning, etc., all I hear is: "So you're just going to lay around all day?"
Holidays with his family are the worst. They're all very nice people but I have to sit there with this fake smile and act like everything is OK. And yes, I HAVE to spend everyday with his family. I visit my family on the holidays, but I have to make sure that I'm back when he's ready to leave.
Sex is non-existent. It's hard to get in the mood with someone that you secretly resent for all the jabs he's taken at you over the years and have kept bottled up. Every time I try to discuss our relationship, I'm told that I'm being dramatic and that we're fine. When he's gone on the road for a few days, I feel great but as soon as I hear him pull up in the driveway...I get a knot in my stomach. I feel like I've gone from a partner to a roommate/housekeeper.
I don't know what to do. I really want to make this work and I try to think about his good qualities but I also feel like a prisoner in "my" house. I'm looking for advice from anyone who's ever been in a situation like this. Thanks in advance!