Im sat in bed with the iPad, DH is downstairs in the lounge. We've been married 6 years, together 10. No DCs (always feel a fraud on here, but I like the company).
The last two years have been rough, difficult job for him, house move to fix it then difficult job for me. We have had our fair share of crap thrown into the mix of our relationship the whole time - primarily the fact that I suffer from ME which flares up once a year meaning I just about make it to work and then sleep the rest of theterms for about 6 weeks to two months. And it always limits what we can do together. Our sex life is the other thing that has always been tricky, something I wasn't willing to address as I couldn't see with my head in the sand.
I knew the last two years were tough but was just hanging on hoping that the dust would eventually settle and we'd find a way back to each other. Unfortunately since Easter he was getting more irritable and distant until he finally blew up in the summer. Tried Relate, had a terrible experience not helped by the fact that he was still playing the part of the perfect DH - no I don't feel resentment about her illness.... Made it to September and things were feeling happier and more normal. Then he just slipped away again.
He moved into the spare room at the start of November. And we spent Xmas apart forthe first time in 8 years. He has been horrible to live with. This gentle, funny, kind man I've known for so long is now angry, irritable, complaining and a general misery guts. Most of this isn't directed at me just life in general although I do get some bitching sometimes. I'm pretty sure he is quite depressed, but so far he hasn't sought treatment - despite regular prodding from me and MIL.
We've spoken so little I really don't know what is going on in his head - made me realise how limited our honest deep and meaningful conversation actually was. He has said 'maybe we'd be better off going our separate ways'. He's refused any further couples counselling at the moment, saying he needs to sort his head first, which I get. He has a lot of baggage from his childhood that really weighs him down.
But I can't take it anymore, I'm having panic attacks, crying a lot. Can't Concentrate at work and I'm starting a new job soon. I miss my husband so much. I've made up my mind that tomorrow we are going to sit down and talk about a way of going forward. I either need to see some movement on his side or we need to not be living together. I don't want to leave the house but I don't know if he would... I refuse to be roommates with a grumpy man inhabiting my dear husbands body.
Nothing to answer in this post... Just wanted to get it all out there.