This is going to be a long thread and just writing it down I hope will help.
I am 53 and reasonably attractive although a bit overweight (20lbs or so). I am going through the menopause and am suffering from depression for which I've had therapy and counseling (didn't help) and take Citalopram which keeps it bay and allows me to work fulltime.
I am on my 2nd marriage (18 years) to a man I don't know if I love at all. I'm not sure I ever did and I don't think he loves me either. I have 2 kids, one lives abroad and the other, a lovely if feckless young boy, is off to uni (I hope) in September.
My job is cushy but dull , pays quite well and is very flexible but SOOOO boring but I have to earn a reasonable salary as I can't bear to be dependent on my husband. He suffers with anxiety and I don't want to add to his burden.
I was estranged from an emotionally abusive mother for the past 3 years and she dies last week. I am unraveling all the unpaid bills etc and dealing with getting probate so I can pay them. I can't say I miss her at all but I am so sad that I didn't have a relationship with her. My Dad died 15 years ago and we got on OK despite my mother really.
My relationship with my kids is very good but I don't want to talk to them and burden them like my mother did. My friends think I'm weak to stay with my husband but I am so tired, so very tired. I just want someone to love me and to look after me. Is that silly? I don't feel I have ever been parented, just left to it. If I had a problem when I was young and told my mother she would just say I was making her ill and to stop worrying her as she was miserable enough anyway. I treid so hard with her for 40 years and in the end I walked away.
My husband told me 2 days after my mother died that he finds me disgusting. He drinks - always secretly and becomes verbally abusive (I do shout back and I know I shouldn't bother) He hit me once 15 years ago but never since. He won't apoloise properly asnd it kind of limps along. When he's not drinking he's Ok but he finds me disgusting and i'm really not. This has crucified me. Where do I find the courage to move on without tearing my
son's life apart (he loves both of us) and to manage financially. My job is dodgy and I'm knocking on.
I am so tired and sad and I just want to be cared for. I am NOT religious so that doesn't help. Any advice gratefully received.