I'm a 20-year-old woman and I feel like I'm in a neglectful relationship with my 22-year-old partner. Do you have any advice on how to address this?
My partner and I have been living together for over two years. Initially, everything was wonderful, but gradually it has turned into what I can only describe as neglect.
The first issue is chores. He rarely picks up after himself despite my repeated requests for help. After two years of asking, we had agreed that he would take care of the dishes and take out the trash, but he only does it if I ask multiple times. I've also asked him to help with laundry since it often piles up and half of it belongs to him. He simply said he would just wear the same clothes for a week, which I know isn't true because he doesn’t want to do laundry. I’ve asked him to be more tidy to help when it comes time to clean, but even that request went unheeded, despite him getting a trash can for his office. Consequently, I end up doing everything myself. I got back from a trip four days ago, and despite feeling jetlagged, I’ve been cleaning since I returned. I’ve done two loads of laundry, tackled the dishes that were piled up, changed five litter boxes that hadn’t been touched while I was away, cleaned the toilets that had skid marks, and dealt with food wrappers and used paper plates left on the counters. At 8 a.m., I’m still surrounded by chores, staring at the laundry that needs folding before I can continue cleaning. Despite cleaning the kitchen the night before, I see trash and seasoning scattered across the counter and grease covering the stove. I don’t have OCD or particularly strong reasons for wanting a clean home, other than my upbringing. My mother struggled with severe alcoholism and was an animal hoarder, leading to a chaotic living environment. I dealt with the mess of multiple pets and felt overwhelmed trying to maintain cleanliness. My biggest fear is replicating that situation; I don’t want to return to a dirty home or dread stepping inside after a week away. While I strive to keep things tidy, it’s challenging to handle it all alone.
The second major issue is the complete lack of physical, emotional, and intimate attention. We haven’t been intimate in the bedroom for at least four months, likely longer. We haven’t cuddled in ages, no matter how much I’ve asked, so I stopped trying. You might think, “but you live together, just initiate closeness.” However, he stays up until 5 or 6 a.m., and I end up going to bed alone. When he does come to the living room, he sits on the opposite couch, and if I lay in his lap, he doesn’t even touch me. Opening up about my depression, he blamed it on our financial situation and suggested I hit the gym to boost my mood. I’ve asked him repeatedly to spend time with me and even made a list of inexpensive date ideas, but he shot down every one of them, claiming they were uninteresting or too costly, even though all were budgeted for $30 or less. He has completely abandoned any romantic gestures. In the beginning, I wondered if he was just not romantic or simply did not think of me. I always brought back little treats when I went out, yet he rarely thought to do the same. For holidays and birthdays, I’d ask for flowers, which he’d only purchase after several reminders. I miss the times when there was more affection and desire between us. The last time I kissed him, he made a scene about what I had eaten, which was just plain potato chips. The last attempt at intimacy didn’t go well; there was no warm-up, which made it painful for me, and we had a small argument afterward where he admitted he didn’t even want to. I don’t demand intimacy often, but I do have needs that are going unfulfilled. I’ve stopped trying to initiate, turning to self-pleasure instead, and I’ve even mentioned it to him to avoid awkward encounters.
The third significant issue is his sleep schedule. He has been unemployed for two months, and things have only worsened. When he was working, I at least saw him briefly before he left, but now he stays up late and sleeps until 2-4 p.m. By the time I get home, he’s either in his office studying for his real estate license or gaming. Last night, I stayed up until 12:30 a.m. hoping to spend time together. When he came to bed, I was excited, but by 6 a.m., I woke up to him unknowingly waking me by rummaging in his pockets. While I may have gotten used to this pattern—waking up alone, spending most of my day by myself, and having lonely dinners—it’s still disheartening.
I feel an overwhelming sense of loneliness. If I had my own space, I imagine I’d feel less alone without expecting companionship. I realize some of this behavior stems from his own struggles, especially after losing his job. I’ve tried to encourage him to seek help for his depression and have been met with anger instead. He’s started to belittle me during arguments, making harsh comments. I’ve numbingly accepted my situation; while it sometimes hurts, I’ve stopped crying over it. I begin school in a few months, and I worry that this situation will continue, pulling my focus away from studying and needed cleaning. I don’t want to abandon him during this tough time, but I also don’t want to compromise my own wellbeing. I’m at a crossroads and looking for advice on how to address these issues before school begins.
**TL;DR:** I (20F) feel like I'm in a neglectful relationship (22M), where I'm constantly alone and ignored. Any advice on how to improve the situation before I start college?