I'm blessed. My hubby tries to understand. He's not perfect, and does have his moments where he gets on the rollercoaster ride with me. He does try & wants to help me, be happy. Although the truth is, no one can make me happy, but me. Often, he does get frustrated with me. I don't go grocery shopping with him anymore. I could care less about making dinner. I don't iron his shirts. I don't vacuum and steam the house. Even though he works full time, he does have to complete most of the chores. We started to hire high school & college kids to help with house chores & outside yard work, which does help, tremendously. He hasn't stopped asking me to go out with him, thank goodness, even though, I don't go most of the time. Do I feel guilt & shame? You bet.