I asked my DH why he didn't want to sleep with me. "Is it because you don't fancy me any more?" I knew the answer would be "don't be ridiculous, you know I do" because it always is... I thought he'd say it was stress or tiredness.
But he said yes. He doesn't find me remotely attractive. I've put on too much weight. I've let myself go, the depression I'm dealing with is not an excuse.
I've never seen him look like this before. I asked him why, then, is he always telling me how much he wants me, always cuddling and kissing me, he just shrugged. I guess he meant some sex was better than nothing. He was just using me until he found someone better.
I was about to cry but I didn't want to embarrass myself. So I just said "I don't want to be with someone so nasty, so you can leave" he replied "fine I'll go find someone younger and fitter then". He just didn't care. I wondered if it was some misguided joke but it wasn't. He'd just been lying that he even loved me, I don't know how long for. I'm trying not to care, I'm better off without him if that's what he's really like, right?
I walked away trying to keep my dignity but I'm devastated. Everything I believed in was false. My world has come crashing around my ears. I honestly thought this would never happen.
Then I woke up.
I have had all manner of scary dreams but this was by far the worst. It made me realise how I take everything for granted. I've only just stopped shaking enough to write this down. I'm too scared to move so I am huddled up in bed alone, so I'm writing this down just to get it out. I can't even give my DH a big cuddle as he's been downstairs with 1yo DS who woke in the night and they're finally asleep, bless them.
I think I'll be a wreck all day. And clingy. I'm going to show this post to DH when he wakes up because I don't think I can say the words out loud.