My partner and I have been together for almost 4 years. We have a beautiful son (he's almost 2) and the usual lesbian menagerie of animals. I gave birth to our son, but she suffered from Post-Partum depression. Or perhaps it was just a break when he was born. She's been on all sorts of meds and none seem to really work. Well, one did but it wasn't covered by insurance and it was almost $600/month. We haven't really made love in a very long time. At least not more than 1x every few months. We fight a lot and always about the same things. I am disconnected, she feels like a maid and nanny (she's a stay at home mom and full-time student), I don't appreciate what she does or help out. And now she wants to have another baby. I will carry it again. I told her that I don't want to have another child until she and I are solid. She said she didn't think it affected my life all that much. Really, it affected her life more. I told her I thought she needed to work on her (she's also been recently diagnosed as bipoloar) before we could work on us. She isn't the same person I married 2 years ago. She said she thought I needed to work on me. I am so confused about whether I wait around for her to get better or just say, to heck with it. I do have other 'options' shall we say? I have not pursued anything, but I have pursuers. I tell her everything and she now also tells me she does't want to hear about my 'fan club' as she calls it. I'm so confused because one day she tells me she needs me to wait for her to get better and the next she tells me it's my fault. I'm not sure anyone can really offer any advice or I just needed to vent in this rambling message. I'll try to be more clear next time.
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