R.J.
Last year I "quit".
I started doing ONLY what makes me happy.
I raise my son, because that makes me happy.
I clean only the amount that I feel like.
I cook only the amount that I feel like.
ETC.
((Now... I'm not saying that I'm HAPPY to be washing my clothes, dealing with tantrums, etc... but I'm happy to be wearing clean clothes, parenting my son, etc. It's not all FUN, but it's what I value. Whenever I find myself waiting to be 'thanked' or 'appreciated' I drop that activity like a rock. Nope. NOT living for kudos. So do I REALLY want to be doing this, or am I doing this because I want ______ out of it?))
All the stuff that "should" be done, but that I didn't particularly care about OR that I was doing "for" him because it "needs" to be done, I quit. Kind of along the same lines as I only lend money I don't care if I get back.
AMAZINGLY all of a sudden I had time for ME. I was no longer slaving, I was living.
I'd tried for years to have my husband do x, y, or z. To be a PARTNER. And suffering, because, quite frankly he doesn't want to be a partner. He wants to either be "boss" or "guest" (taken care of). Oddly enough, after a few months of my not martyring myself, he started filling in the gaps. I was doing EVERYTHING before. Now, if he wants something done, he can do it himself or ask. I may or may not say yes.
Now, I don't have a happy marriage, so take this with salt. I'm not saying what you or anyone *should* do... merely what *I* started doing. I started living my own life last year, and I started being happy again. ((I don't have a happy marriage, but I DO have a very happy life)).