Thank you all for your support. I truly appreciate it. It is easier to be honest on this forum than with friends and co-workers, all of whom have been great, but I’m afraid of sounding too pathetic with them. I’ve told my family, and am grateful for their support, they have really stepped up. I definitely need some anti-depressants, thank you for that advice. I don’t know if I should see a counsellor. I don’t know what she will tell me that I don’t already know, or that I can’t read in a book (I have half a dozen – any recommendations?).
I’m surprisingly fine at work as I’m trying to keep busy. It’s harder at night. My mum has offered to come and stay and I think that may be a good idea. It will also let me go out with friends, as DH is completely unreliable to mind the kids. I’m told that I have to get dressed up, go out and see what it’s like to get male attention again (it’s been so long!), so that I can stop thinking that DH is the only man in the world for me. I have to start looking pretty for myself again, although now I also make sure to look good whenever DH comes round.
I don’t want to focus on whether there is an OW or not, as I’m not sure which thought bothers me more.
I look back now and I see the signs. We became less and less intimate over the years, but I was tired and maybe resentful that he didn’t have the energy to help with the chores & children, but had energy for sex. We would criticize each other but not resolve anything. He said I complained a lot, and I said he never helped out enough and never saw things from my perspective. Because we were very good at putting on a good face in front of our family and friends, we perhaps convinced ourselves that everything was fine.
In the rare moments that I’m not feeling scared, overwhelmed and hurt, I can analyse our issues with some clarity, and even let myself feel angry. I resent that I have been begging him not to leave me, thinking that so much of this is my fault for being snippy and negative (and thinking “if only….”). However, he never was an equal in taking care of the house and the children or day to day issues, and he always made me feel like he could have done it better, and he decided how much he wanted to be involved and I was expected to do the rest. He has no idea how hard it is to raise children. He will learn when he has to take care of them for entire weekends, the thought of which brings a faint smile to my face. I don’t think he appreciated me. Although I miss him a lot, I wonder if perhaps I miss the thought of having a ‘him’ (and terrified about dating again), or what we used to have many years ago, or the superficial appearance of our relationship and life. He was always more confident that me, and I wonder if that got manipulated to make me think that he was somehow better than me, and that I should be lucky to have him.
I know I need time to myself. NC is not realistic as our children are too young to manage completely independently and I don’t want them to miss him and I actually don’t want to be a martyr and do it all on my own. We have to have business-like contact to discuss schedules, holidays and money calmly, and not be afraid to address difficult topics. That is what will have the biggest effect on him and get him to maybe appreciate what he is losing.