I haven't been on for a while but I think I havwe come to a crossroads. DH and I have avoided the SD6 topic for a while but it recently resurfaced and things are no better now than they were a year ago. If anything it's gotten worse. I stopped expecting myself to find a way to love or even like this kid and concentrated on just being able to tolerate her.

I have gone on meds, see a Dr. and a therappist regularly but nothing has helped. I know that if SD ever came to live with DH we would be over. The child is the whiniest, neediest, clingiest, most spoiled, pampered princess I've ever had to deal with and the sound of her voice makes me physically ill. I am not the kind of person who tolerates behaviors that annoy me very well. I have quit jobs due to not being able to tolerate coworkers personalities for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. The thought of living with this kid in the future makes me ill. As it is I can't stand her for more than a couple days at a time. DH knows how I feel but has chosen to ignore the obvious outcome which is me leaving the day SD decides she wants to live with daddy dearest. He seems to think it's just going to resolve itself or at least expects me to suck it up and live with my nerves on edge day in and day out when the time comes.

DH has kept this topic swept under the rug for a year now since I told him how I felt but it finally came back up tonight and it just seems like a waste of time for us to stay together. Everyone here knows that eventually the kids go to live with the other parent 90% of the time at some point. DH thinks we should just keep truckin along and deal with it when it happens. I thing logic says this isn't going to work and will end nasty in a few years when the kid moves in. We do love each other very much and leaving would be the hardest thing I've ever done but it's hard to imagine wasting all that time just waiting for the inevitable. I don't know what to do and DH is heartbroken that I have suggested we go our seperate ways before we end up hating and resenting each other for all the wasted time.

I really just can't imagine being able to stand living with this kid day after day. Has anyone been in my shoes? What did you do and how did it work out?