After ten years of marriage dh has decided he is "not happy" but cannot explain why. I cant decide if I hate him or am grateful because truthfully, I've been dreadfully unhappy too. We've both been trying to fake it and it hasnt worked. I am incredibly angry however, because he told me he's felt this way for four years, which means he wanted to leave me before I agreed to move to farking Texas, a place I never wanted to be. I left a fabulous job, my family, church, friends. And now I'm in Texas. Fucking fabulous. DD is establish in school here and has loads of friends. I do have two very dear friends here, I've never had friends this close before. If I didn't have these two women to lean on I don't know how I would function. So I am thankful for that.
I've put this in mental health because I've been terribly depressed for years. I know I need medication, but my insurance will not cover treatment or prescriptions as its a "pre-existing condition". I live in the US so no NHS for me. ObamaCare Has passed but is in the distant future. I am sure my depressed state for so long is a major factor in this current situation. One symptom is the state of my house. It's worse than some you'd see on television. It's a health hazard. I just spent an hour sorting the bathroom. I am horrified at how bad it was but it's done. I feel a little bit better and a little stronger actually. Who knew cleaning the toilet would do that?
I'm going to keep going. I am horribly overweight(another factor, probably) and doing the bathroom wiped me out. But tomorrow, the kitchen! Having a decent house will hopefully act as an antidepressant. When I've gotten it to a state I will allow others to see (still horrific to most I'm sure) I'll let me friend come help me. She's been asking to do it. She's a Monica if I ever met one.
Let him leave. I will have a fabulous life on my own. I'm sad and I cry about it. But fuck it. I'm not wasting anymore time with someone who doesn't love me.
I don't know what if any response I expect to this. I wrote it more for myself than anything, I think.