Sorry late to reply.
I had never considered anxiety. I don't really know what it is. I assume it's different from depression? Will the MW/GP be able to help me? I don't really want any medication - I'm on so much already :(
Yesterday was lovely. It was DH's b'day. He had the day off and both DC's were away all day at school and preschool. We had a lie in and a wander to a shop so he could spend a gift card, then home and just a relaxed evening with the DC's. But even then I was constantly having to stop myself following him or asking about his phone :( The poor guy can't even go for a wee.
Today has been awful. He left for work at the normal time, I called his work after he'd been there an hour, to ask about the TV (IT HAD PACKED UP FOR SOME REASON, WASN'T FAST FORWARDING) and they said he hadn't arrived yet and asked me where he was. I had text him a few minutes before and he'd said he was just outside his work. I called his work then and he was inside by then and said he's had a flat on the way. Asked why he hadn't told work and he said he had, he'd told the boss. Obviously the news hadn't filtered down to the warehouse, why would it I guess, it's only a flat and he can change it himself. He only needs to let the boss know.
But that was it for me, I was convinced he'd stopped on the way to work to see an OW. I am almost certain there is NO OW, when I can talk to myself rationally about it. He really isn't unaccounted for ever, unless it was someone from work, or was conducted via phone/text. I then ignored all his calls and texts for nearly an hour. He was frantic when i finally answered, he'd thought something had happened to me/the baby/one of the DC's. He really sounded worried and upset, but I just told him my phone was on silent. I think I was subconciously trying to punish him for stopping off for a shag (I told you I was crazy).
Now I feel horrible and suspicious but also tied up in knots about why I can't be happy :(
The text said 'Enjoying my new bed', after he'd sent a text to a mutual female friend saying he was 'bored'. I flew off the handle and screamed at him that they were 'sex texting'.
Secretive with his phone, well I don't know. I just mean that he keeps it in his pocket, but he always has, and that he takes him with him when goes to the loo, again he always has.
I am hunting down shadows. I know it. I never used to be like this, I was busy and happy with school runs, toddler groups, seeing friends etc. Now I am alone almost all the time and every day I'm in pain. I just sit around and imagine scenarios of him leaving, me being alone and everything he has said to me being a pack of lies. I am convinced that he's saying everything now to keep me sweet, then when the baby comes in 5 weeks, or after Xmas, he s going to drop the bomb then and leave.
Every day I ask him if he's having an affair, or try and initiate a 'big talk'. He says he is sick to the back teeth of it. I even ask if 'it' is just sexual or whether he is in love with somebody! He says 'there is no IT!!!'
Why am I sabotaging myself like this??
I'm also having horrible nightmares and daydreams about terrible accidents happening to the DC's or reliving near-miss accidents they've had and thinking about how serious they could have been. Then I end up crying over it. I am at a loss.
PS Have NC'd now.
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