Namechanger regular here.
Aitch the camping maestro, red rug, pom bears etc
will try hard not to drip feed but suspect this will be an essay.
In a nutshell I am no longer in love with my husband. In fact I find him an irritation and inconvenience more often than not. Sometimes we have a conversation (normally about work-in the same industry) and we actually have an animated discussion.
The vast majority of the time he just irritates me. I cant bear the idea of having sex with him it's barely adequate anyway. I dont fancy him and haven't for years. I feel like all we do is co-parent the kids and I feel like im suffocating.
The worst thing is he is a lovely bloke. He works hard, adores me and the kids and would probably do anything for his family.
On the downside he is bloody lazy round the house domestic anything is my domain and getting him to do anything bar put the bins out is a total nightmare. I suspect he would let the whole house fall down round our ears if not prompted.
I would rather live on my own, I would happily do 50\50 custody if it was best for the kids or whatever works. In my ideal scenario we could live in the same area so the kids could trot themselves from one to the other. If this could be magicked up tomorrow without acrimony I would be fecking delighted.
And yet, yet, am I being self indulgent? does anyone look on their partner/husband etc of more than 10 years with anything more than meh?
Should I just accept this and avoid disrupting everything? I dont know what to do.