Long story short , husband had traumatic work situation 8 years ago and was signed off work with work related anxiety. I begged and pleaded with him to get help to no avail. Fast forward through 8 years of him back in work but me holding things together , walking on egg shells , him having migraines for a whole weekend etc .. I guess things were harder than I care to admit . February he tells me he is unhappy and kinda throws it all on to me.. I control him. We are not compatible etc.. he moves out for us to get some space , had some horrid counselling where he was so cold .. me still begging with others for him to just get help . I resolve that he is not going to get help . Then a matter of weeks later he comes to me .. blubbering mess.. lists every thing that has been wrong and admits he needs help. has started counselling and slowly on to meds.. but his efforts with me are so variable..like he starts off with good intentions.. and it just trails off.. last couple of weeks just keeps saying he is not good enough for me and he can't trust himself to not let me down. Me. There is just something missing in my feelings for him that I can't shift 😔 two lovely kids 6 and 8 desperate for mummy and daddy to work it out