Hey, Whaffle Gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out

some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider him?

I like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story.

Now today's first story comes from a throwaway account titled, I Male 43,

was thinking of breaking up with my chronically ill female 50 partner, and this does include an update

from four years later. Please forgive me, this is a throwaway account. I'm a long-term

redditor, but I don't really want to be asking for advice on an open

forum when it can be traced back to me. Anyway, here's the situation. My partner, 48 female and I

39 male, had a bit of a row last night over something kind of trivial. It's not what it was about,

but rather a straw that broke the camel's back scenario. We've been together for coming up to

10 years now and we've been living together since 2011. My partner is long-term ill with ME

CFS and hasn't been able to work since we've been together. I do work and unpaid fairly well,

but living on a single salary has been challenging.

Anyway, I realized about halfway into the argument that I was done with it and just left the

house, drove away because I simply couldn't be there anymore.

Ended up sitting in the car trying to decide what to do for several hours.

Couldn't really decide, hence this post.

Now our relationship has been brittle for a while. That's at least partly my fault. I've had next to no libido for months and

haven't really done anything sort of romantic or going on a date for quite some time.

I think I may be skirting the edges of, and I haven't really been sleeping either.

But either way, I work, I come home, and I'm not really keen to be doing much at all at the weekends,

because I'm just weary.

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