I see no possible way this post won’t earn me a flaming but I feel like I have a three car pile up going on in my head right now and some anonymous internet advice wouldn’t go amiss. Be as brutal as you like. This story is incredibly identifying but I’m pretty sure no one I know is a MNer. If you recognise me, please be discreet.
The facts: married for 18 months to partner of coming up to 11 years. I’m 33, she’s 37. She is 10 weeks pregnant (I am a woman, btw). As of 5 weeks ago, I feel the following things:
- There is no way I am ready to be a parent. Partly this is due to current life-circumstances – I’m halfway through a PhD, which I love, and suddenly feel the timing of having a newborn/baby in the last year of this is ridiculous, what was I thinking. Partly it is due to big unresolved grief issues in my family – a sibling died as a baby, when I was a pre-teen, another died unexpectedly when I was a teenager and they were in their early twenties. How does anyone have a baby when they (the baby) might die? The risk seems far too big. I realise this is irrational but it’s how I feel. Although I am still sure I would like to be a parent at some point. (I have previously been unswerving in my desire to have kids.)
- I am in love with somebody else. Have only met them 5 times in total. Nothing has happened, bar some mutually acknowledged sexual tension and agreement to never refer to it again. Met two weeks before we got married, immediately thought – fuck, I can never see this person again, they are too dangerous. Then inadvertently did see them 6 months later, then 6 months after that, then 3 months after that. After the second to last time I felt sick for 3 days and it took me a while to remember what those (strangely familiar) feelings mean. Cried my eyes out thinking about how we could never be together. Since then I have lost loads of weight without trying, been sleeping badly, etc, etc. Hoped I could cross my fingers and it would all go away, but it hasn’t. After the last time I don’t even know whether I should be trying to stop myself feeling how I do. (Feels too big and important.)
- There are a lot of things in my (otherwise brilliant, but rocky for first 5-7 years) relationship I am unhappy about, mainly related to things that happened in the past – ways I was hurt by my partner’s feelings for other people, things I absorbed but didn’t get angry about. Also ways in which I feel I will never truly be what she wants – she has ‘made her peace’ with that, but why should she, and why should I be settled for? The way I feel with the other person is so entirely me, I had forgotten what that is like. I want that to continue, although I don’t for 2 minutes imagine that I would be able to start a new relationship with this person if I got out of the one I was in. At least not for a couple of years - dust would need to settle, etc, etc, also perhaps it is all in my head anyway. Can’t work out whether this is depression or the truth (scored v high on NHS test, am in therapy - it is helping, but not fast enough.)
Has anyone ever been in a situation remotely like this? The people who know me best tell me I am not a terrible person and have done everything in good faith, but honestly, I feel like a monster. Nothing has ever made me feel suicidal before. But this has pushed me very close to the edge. I can’t understand how I could be wanting to leave a relationship/this new life when on paper I have everything I ever wanted. On the other hand I feel properly like myself for the first time since I was about 18. (We are currently living separately.) I just can't see a future.
Why all of a sudden does the life I’d planned feel like it would mean the end of me as a person? Do I just need to grow up? Advice, other perspectives, challenging questioning all appreciated. If I can't respond straight away I will as soon as I can.