I'm nervous posting on here and I hope this is the right place to post this. Hope I get it right.  I'll try my best to give all the necessary information I can. I'm very self aware that I'm not perfect and I never claimed to be.

My GF (44) and I (44) have been dating for roughly 3.5 years. For about the first year, year and a half, we didn't live together. We'd go out and talk about whatever and I thought we really got to know each other well. I felt like we were on the same page on a lot of different topics. One of them being about holidays in which a gift or card of some sorts was the "norm". We both agreed that at our ages, birthday's were just another day, no big deal, unless it was a major mile stone (next one would be like when we turn 50). Valentines, sweetest day to us, is just a way for companies to profit off of people.

After that, a new job opportunity presented itself for her. We talked and decided lets try living together. We've been living, in my home, for the remainder of our relationship. I've tried my best to make living accommodations for her so she feels comfortable. I moved out of my room so that she could have her own bathroom and let her decorate the whole upstairs (aside from repainting) however she wanted.

Being the person I am and knowing that she's had some crappy relationships, just like I have had in the past, for the first 2 years I actually went against what we agreed are "just another day". I would get her a birthday gift and cook her favorite meal and at least get flowers/card for her on the other 2 days. Now I know what my expectations are/should be, as we discussed them in the first half of our relationship. Without ever bringing it up or even using it against her, I never got really got anything. I think she may have cooked for me on my birthday the first year we were together.

Fast forward to 2019, over at least the past year, year and half, our relationship has been really strained. We never do anything together, we barely are in the same room at the same time. We've had a lot of arguments and can't really talk about anything anymore unless its a neutral topic. We eat together when one of us cooks or I bring food home to eat, as long as we're getting home from our jobs roughly around the same time. I used to plan it so food would be done in time that we both would eat at the same time.

I feel like I've been rambling on, so I'll just leave it at that.

Summary:

I've basically had enough, feel underappreciated and have no desire to get her anything anymore even on special occasions even thought that's not really the person I am.

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