When did you know it was the end?

35F together with with my husband for 16 years, eight married. We’re best friends and have built a good life together, but years of back and forth on if we’re having kids has left me angry and resentful to the point where I’m daydreaming of just being alone.

He wanted to wait due to starting a new business during Covid. Made sense, but then the business was successful and I got a massive promotion. Then, he didn’t want his own kids and wanted to foster kids so I spent over a year dragging us through the certification process for it to end quickly due to our careers being too demanding to meet the system requirements. When we made that decision, he said he wanted his own kids. Perfect, me too!

Except now there’s nothing. I’m coming to a reality where it feels like he’s just dragging me along until I give up. Problem is I am so full of resentment that I don’t think I’ll ever get over it and am really contemplating moving on. If I’m forced to be child free, then I want to live life on my own terms. Not sure why I’m posting, but I’m not ready to say it out loud I suppose.