I had a quite long running thread in OTBT last year about me and DP - we never have sex - he is just not interested in it, and literally shudders if I made advances. So I stopped making advances towards him. We also can't talk about it as he gets completely clammed up, says he feels like less of a man. He was on citalopram for a while which would explain a lot, however he stopped those 6 months ago.
I thought we could work through it - we were getting on so well. I just thought I could go through a hiatus and get to the other side and all will be well. But these past few months have been grim. It has got to the point where we never touch, never hold hands, never kiss. We barely talk - we are just so full of resentment towards each other.
I don't want to split up - this is the last, last, last thing I ever wanted. But I am only 34. I haven't had sex in nearly a year, I haven't had a snog since then, i haven't had a cuddle. We are just frozen with each other.
But I am really scared. I don't want anyone else - in fact I hate the thought of meeting another man, I don't want to. I wanted to spend my life with DP but we make each other unhappy obviously. I am trying to throw myself into other things to make my mind off things - fitness training, baking cakes, running, swimming (I fucking hate swimming), doing another degree. But I am getting to the point whher I dread going home, and I dread DD going out, because I am left with him and the silences.
The reason I am writing this now instead of just plodding along is that for some strange reason I started thinking about it in a meeting at work, thinking about DP avidly watching some shite programme about string theory last night, and feeling that it really is the end of the road for us. I started bloody welling up in the meeting.
I never thought that we would ever split up. We have been together over 6 years and at one point we were each other's lives. There was so much love at the beginning, it has not turned to hate, but annoyance and indifference. It is bloody heartbreaking.
Oh I don't even know what I am trying to fucking say. I am very frightened or the future, dd is 16 and off soon, at the end of a relationsip, all my friends and a lot of my family who I am close to live bloody miles away (LA and New Zealand) and I am feeling that my life is at a standstill at 34. I am going to be a single woman with no friends and cats.