Li Li was my high school classmate, we met by chance after graduation, and then fell in love uncontrollably, and then got married and had children naturally.
In the first few years, our marriage was full of sweetness, and he took care of my son and me more carefully than my mother, but as time went by, I vaguely felt that this situation was becoming less and less right.
Li Li is a high school math teacher, although he is only 42 years old this year, but he is already a well-known special teacher in the city, he is funny, rigorous and serious in teaching, and has won the love of students and parents.
Every day at 6 o'clock, his alarm clock rings on time, and then he runs around the community for half an hour, doing stretching and other exercises. Then he went home and made us breakfast, and after breakfast, he dropped his son off at school and then went back to his school. When he doesn't need to work the night shift at night, he will pick up his son first, and then go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and cook at home.
He has almost no good friends, and he doesn't need to socialize, he spends his spare time at home, and he only goes out with my son on weekends, and never socializes with friends or anything.
It stands to reason that my husband takes care of his family, has a good income, and looks good, which is why the people around me are very envious of me for finding such a husband. But more and more, I felt that the home was too cold and lifeless, and I felt that I was living with a cold, step-by-step robot.
After finishing his housework every day, after dinner, he would continue to revise his homework, make courseware, and prepare for class. After being busy, he began to do hygiene, every corner of the house is a little dusty, will be wiped clean immediately, everything will be returned to its original place, our 120 rooms of the small third room, he almost spends at least 2 hours a day on cleaning, all busy these, usually after 12 o'clock in the evening, my son and I went to bed early.
On weekdays, we only talk a handful every day, he is always at home around work, around housework, and my son and I, although we usually buy something, we respond to requests, but we are like strangers, only a few simple words of communication every day.
He is busy every day, and I have also put forward my opinion, I want to ask the cleaning aunt to help with the cleaning, so that he can spend more time with the child and me, but every time the cleaning aunt just left, he began to check every corner, wipe this and that, or still busy until 12 o'clock before going to bed.
I forget, how long we haven't lived as a couple, he is busy with his work, busy with his housework, I am very annoyed, I don't know if his actions are a disease, I am too disgusted with this kind of life, disgusted with this cold home, but I can't find a reason for divorce, everything he has arranged properly, outsiders are envious that I have such a family-oriented and excellent husband.
You say, should I advise my husband to see a psychiatrist?