I’m almost in the same position as you. 40 years of being lied to over and over again. I’ve waited on him hand and foot and he, apparently has bragged about it to people too, in our first 5/6 years together he’d try to strangle me when we had a row. He’d goad me until I lost my temper, once telling me he enjoyed doing it because it made my eyes flash. The strangling stopped when I punched him in the face, think I broke his nose! He ruined every holiday with his sulking sometimes waiting till the last minute then saying he wasn’t going. One holiday he didn’t get his passport sorted which meant my son and I going alone, he had to follow 3 days later after going to Liverpool to get a passport. That cost even more money because we had to pay again for airplane seats for him, his 2 children and our son! This sort of thing has gone on all these years. I left him for 3 years but he told me he had prostrate cancer so I came back...now I, and his own son who I brought up, think he lied about it because within weeks, he’d stopped ‘going to hospital because he was cured’. I never saw him take any medication nor has he been back for ‘check ups’ as I know they do when you’ve had cancer. Since then he has been ill but caused by him overeating, getting so big he got loads of stuff wrong with him. Lymphedema, fistula in his gut and part of it rotted and had to be cut away. I nursed him for 3 years through all this and he still treated me like dirt. His son told him off saying, ‘if it hadn’t been for her, you’d be dead now’.
Now he walks on crutches and can barely walk a few yards and I feel trapped. I’m still running around after him. I can’t be bothered to speak to him anymore. Last year I mentioned getting a little car and was told ‘not with my money you aren’t’. He joined the Labour Party 5 years ago and is now a town AND county councillor. He has a right go at me because I refuse to vote Labour, he even changed my voting to postal vote then told me afterwards. If I want to go anywhere he says I’ll take you, he has a mobility car, he drives me and waits in the car!
I’ll be 74 this year and I feel I’ll be trapped in this house where the living room is upstairs. My stepson pays the mortgage as his board money so if H dies I won’t get anything. They arranged that between them. Long story but H went bankrupt and couldn’t get a mortgage!
My father died in the summer and left me some money which I haven’t told anyone about only my own eldest son. If I tell H he will spend it. I didn’t get enough to buy a little place but I can’t rent because I have 4 little dogs. I’m resigned to the fact that I’ll probably die before him but I’m going to make sure that any money doesn’t go to him or his son.