It’s been a few years since my husband shifted the care of the house to me and went to Italy. I take care of the baby, I take care of him, and I also take care of his father and mother, too. Nobody helps me.
I can’t take it anymore, I’m tired.
I decided to call my husband and have a serious talk with him. I told him that I couldn’t live like this anymore, I decided: either we break up, I’ll pack my clothes and leave, or you come back.
My husband was immediately confused, realized I was very serious, and told me not to go anywhere. He said he would figure it all out and come back to us.