First off, let me tell you I love DH. We have been together for the last 10 years and well, I love him, but it's grown to be more like the kind of feeling you have for a very close friend or a member of your family... you understand, right? We still feel some kind of attraction for each other and do it from time to time, and it's nice, but that's about it. No magic, no thrill, no mistery... On few occassions we have tried to spice things up (you know, going to Ann Summers and all), but with a toddler at home we usually end up too tired to try anything.
On the other hand, in these ten years I might have changed a bit. I mean, it's still me, but know I have other interests and don't find I have much in common with him. I find the things he likes pretty lame and boring, and even though he tries to like the same things as me, I know that isn't the case. It's not only the things he likes... I actually find him boring. And tedious. Very often I find myself thinking how nice it would be to live on my own, to have my own space, just to avoid listening to his blah-blah-blah the whole time.
OK I feel like a total bitch now. I'll go on...
This feeling has been going on for quite some time. Maybe before our DS who is almost 3, was born, or maybe just after that. I don't know. Deep inside I have always suspected that maybe we weren't so right for each other.
A couple of years ago we met these new friends, a very nice couple with kids the same age as DS. He was a stay-at-home dad and we ended up spending lots of time together, you know, going to the park with the kids, etc. He was awfully good looking too, and impressively clever. Eventually I fell in love with him and for a year and a half, I suffered in silence, keeping it to myself and hoping that the feeling would just vanish. It didn't. Then one day, I told him how I felt. Surprisingly, he was feeling something similar. We even kissed, to see what it would be like (it wasn't quite as I'd expected. After kissing the same person for 10 years, it just felt weird). The next time we met, he put some reason in the whole thing and said we should go back to just being just friends, to avoid hurting our families. I agreed, but of course, that didn't change the way I felt.
I've been miserable and lovesick for the last few months. Then I seemed to get over it, and just wanted to go out and "escape" a few hours a day from home... go to the gym, shopping, etc. Now DH is complaining we don't spend as much time together, and I don't know what to do. I want time for myself, to read, listen to my music, walk alone, etc, and he keeps demanding me to be there. I want to go out with friends again, to meet new people, to flirt ... And I feel very bad about this, because I'm not sure of my feelings anymore and don't know what to do.
I'm a horrible person, I know. I have a loving, caring, handsome and respectful husband and I love him, but I can't LOVE him.
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