Husband here needing to share as I am going through a tough time.
My world seems to have been turned upside down with shocking speed. Married over 15 years, DS and DD in teens. OH is suffering from burn out due to work stress. Everyone in my house is neurodiverse. My DS’s behaviour has been pretty poor over the past few months, leading to lots of tension and finally an incident (non-violent, non-sexual) between him and his sister which led to OH leaving with DD for the in-laws (with me assisting) several weeks ago. Since then my OH has cut off almost all communications with me, with the only channel being WhatsApp and then only in connection with the kids. My OH has ignored all offers to have counselling and/or mediation. Contact with DD hasn’t been restricted but my OH is asking that its all arranged with her first. My OH has denied that she is thinking about divorce, but I cannot rationalise her behaviour any other way.
So I suppose this must really be it – separation – despite the awful bizarreness that my OH hasn’t even told me that. I am devastated. I am really struggling. My OH and I didn’t have the greatest of relationships but I always hoped she could recover from her burn out and we could have a hope of a better future. She has now made a stranger of herself to me, even the written communication is stilted and formal.
My DS is still with me and his behaviour is exemplary – a complete change from before the incident – but he has an active social life so I can’t expect him to be around much. I did most of the childcare including running my DD round to various extra-curricular clubs, so I spent the most time with her. I dote on her, she is a daddy’s girl, and I miss her terribly. I try to stay in touch every day via WhatsApp but I find the whole pick up and drop off soul crushingly depressing. Because of the childcare I didn’t really have a terribly active social life, I know I have to get on top of this but it’s so, so sad.
The say look for the helpers and they really are appearing for me, which is giving me strength - although I really need to work harder at not weeping when people are being nice to me. I am fully now fully versed on the relationship playbook I never, ever wanted to have to read – take time for myself, get fit, meet new people, learn new hobbies etc. But this doesn’t help at night when I am home alone, or at bedtime when I no longer can say goodnight to both of my children, or when friends and relations ask after my family and I have to tell them the horrible reality, or when I wake up too early and can't sleep for my head buzzing with all the hard possibilities.
I spent too much of Tuesday crying hard tears, shouting to an empty house for the pain to stop. I just want this nightmare to end.