I am here purely because I feel so isolated in what is happening in my life right out..
I married my wonderful husband August 2014 after 5 years together.
Everything was going well, we were enjoying the spare time together and the money that came with no wedding to save for.
Suddenly, over a matter of weeks in October, he became really withdrawn, irritated, snappy and short with me. He stopped hugging or kissing me - to ask felt like an annoyance or as if I were an irritation to him. We stopped having sex as he kept pushing me away.
He had a high powered, stressful job that he was struggling with. He left this job and found that paid more, for far less hours which inevitably gave him mre time at home and to do what he wanted.
We thought this would help how he was feeling.
It came to head before christmas - he still wasnt brilliant within himself or with me... I woke in the early hours of one morning to find him sobbing beside me. He explained he had no idea what was wrong or why he felt so low.. but had felt like it for a while.
Since then, he has swung between sheer aggression - never towards me - but at inanimate objects. He stresses over minute details. He goes between telling me to leave as he will "never make me happy and that he is not the person i married" and "please dont leave me, it would break me".
He had a really horrible childhood with regards to his real father and mother - their relationship was incredibly abusive and a lot of his early memories are quite horrific. He categorically refuses to talk to anyone, not even me, about this despite me feeling that it can and does have a huge impact on his confidence and self esteem.
Unfortunately, he also refuses to "throw tablets at it" as it will "mask the problem"... but he recognises that the situation is making me terribly unhappy and for the sake of his pride, will not seek help at all.
He doesnt have a great support network with regards to his family - I am the most stable presence in his life. I have always said I would not let him down therefore.. leaving is not an option.
Every now and then I see glimpses of my carefree, laidback, social and wonderful husband and its enough to just about keep me going.... but its soooo hard.
I apologise for the essay but this is me getting a lot off my chest and reaching out for help from someone that might understand my situation and have come out of the other side?
xx