I've always had a very lackadaisical, laissez-faire attitude towards life and so has DW, in the hope that by being laid back - life will be easy on either of us. But, its not the case any-more, I guess. Me and DW are in a pitiful state at the moment. Over the last nine years of marriage we had more shit thrown at us than any couple deserves. Some of our own making some not, in a nutshell, in alphabetical order and not attributed by who did what, we have gone though:
alcohol abuse
arrests
depression
adult onset diabetes
house foreclosure
job loss
minor infidelity (going out for drinks with a member of the opposite sex and keeping it hidden from the other)
nervous breakdown
serious debt problems
stage 3c cancer
suicide attempts
temper tantrums
violence
It's approximately a 50/50 split. Both of us are in the classic LTB situation. Yet we don't want to LTB... we are both working hard now at changing our bad behaviours, so that the DCs will grow up happy and healthy. Money and drink are our last problems to solve.
Thing is every conversation or chat or being together seems to be an argument, it feels like a big gray cloud over us. It's feels so difficult now because we are on the final leg of sorting this marathon of problems out. Fingers crossed by the end of this year we will be debt and drink free Well as free as any human being can be).
We've lost the ability to communicate to each other easily.
We're both at the "I love you but I'm not 'in love' with you" stage - the one thing we seem to be able to agree on is that we want to be back in love with one another and we want a nice family for the children. I still find DW physically attractive, judging by the way my body reacts to her bending over and flashing a bit of thong at me by accident or stripping down before bed and being naked is enormously arousing. DW says the same about me (well not the thong bit cos I'd look like Borat's fat Uncle Rashid). Funnily, our sex-life is the only thing that neither of us have any gripes about, but it does feel at times that its the only thing we now have in common.
DW feels that if I ask her a question, I'm initiating an argument. I feel that DW is hiding stuff from me, so I ask a question. We both agree that we don't want to be feeling like this. Somehow our language to one another is totally foobar - misunderstandings, misinterpretations, filling in the blanks with the wrong stuff. It feels like we're speaking in broken English.
I want to have a better relationship with DW but it feels to me that the only way forward is not speaking to each other about anything other than the weather - It feels like the only thing we can agree on.
Well! I feel like I've emptied my (or our collective) soul there, please don't ask who did what to whom. Or make a gender based assumption of the above list of strife. Or who is more in the wrong. I think we've evenly distributed the fuckuppery between us. We both work, we're both only children and both have no extended family.