crazy high maintenance!! Oh I don't miss that for the world!!
He could never sleep, so I always had to take the spare bed, otherwise he was so grumpy and horrible. I got him up in the morning, made his breakfast, made his protein shake for his workout, then of course lunch/dinner if he was around. I brought him the newspapers, made his decaf tea the way he liked it - he used to tell me every single time how he wanted it!!! can you believe that, not like I hadn't been making him tea for years already!! for the record, decaf tea, 1 sugar and a tiny bit extra, a dash of milk. what a pain in the arse!! and why did I do it? because he was so miserable and grumpy and angry so I just did everything, trying to keep the peace!!!! talking about walking on eggshells! Nightmare! I will never ever go back to that. EVER.
He also wanted me to be entertaining, but not too entertaining, lest I forget who the real star was. He was a big drinker. apparently even more now. I rarely drank and still the same, rare girly night out thats it. I rarely drank as I always had to drive. (we lived in the sticks, taxis were a fortune). He wanted a party girl and that's who he got with his OW. a good time gal who got pregant on purpose and screams at him, throws things at him and has even thrown a few heavy punches. Oh and he has to look after the baby full time because she cannot cope. and she's back to drinking!
Materialistic, blows wads of cash on a whim, usually without talking to me first, meanwhile I buy clothes at Sainsburys. Bought a race horse without talking to me, and then a second horse a few months later. Ego-driven, would brag about his income, wanted to be admired. and yet none of this was ever enough to keep him happy. He hated himself. He probably hated me too. He certainly was bloody miserable!!