Apologies now for the length of this one, it's taken me a long while to put pen to paper, as such.
Four years ago my world collapsed when my ex-DH finally admitted what I'd suspected - he was having an affair. In a nut shell, we went on a pre-booked holiday, I tried to kill myself (fortunately my fat little legs couldn't get up on the 21st floor hotel balcony....
), came back, sent him to his sisters while I thought about what I wanted.... I was then not allowed to talk to him for two weeks while HE was deciding.....then told me it was all over. Day later he came home on bended knees begging for forgiveness and I, stupidly, agreed. 7 weeks later, New Years Day, discovered they were still at it and that she was the love of his life and he was willing to walk away "from everyone who loved him" (ie me and our then 16yo daughter). So he was despatched.
Four years on and I am still struggling with anger, betrayal and other emotions. I truly am ashamed to say I resent that my DD now has a relationship with her father - which he does not deserve. I find it hard to forget that this is the person who did not support his daughter financially when he left, expected her not to talk to him for two years, begrudges the tiny amount he gives her each month to help with her university expenses (she lives with me when at home), who in front of the mediation solicitor said she did not need a home when she was at university since she'd be living up there..... so many things I won't bore you with.
Two and a half years ago met a really nice guy (online) and we started to see each other. He lives an hour away, has three kids. We used to spend an evening mid-week together (at his house because he has his kids every other week) and weekends. That is now just Saturday evenings - my choice (although the mid-week stopped due to his football commitments).
And there in lies the problem.
I always felt second best to my ex-DH's sporting activities, even when my daughter came along. I am now seriously resenting that football is the new chap's life. But that's my problem since it's his life and was before I met him, and I do understand that the problem lies with me, not him.
My problem is, how do I tell him I think we're done, since he's such a nice man - a genuinely nice man?
But I feel "lonely" in our relationship and, to be brutally honest, I'd rather be lonely on my own than lonely fitting into someone else's life. I'm sorry, not so good at explaining my own situation. Sort everyone else's out for them!
My friend cracked the nut when she said I am like a "visitor" in his home since neither of us keep anything at each other's houses. It's not that we deliberately don't, just has never really happened. He very rarely comes to mine anyway.
I get on very well with his family, his kids (19, 18 and 15) and feel I'm letting them all down by even thinking of ending it. But I am unhappy.
I'm finding it a chore to drive over there on a Saturday afternoon - all we do on a Saturday evening is sit and watch tv. Then football is most of the day Sunday (he runs a youth team, then we frantically race over to where his youngest son plays in another team). He is secretary of the football club - a club he and his friend set up 8 years ago. He is on numerous FA committees and trains once a week. Saturdays, if he's not working (self-employed builder) are spent up at the football pitch mowing grass or marking three pitches out.........
This sounds awful, but I've never ended a relationship in my life (but then only had three - long, long term boyfriend before ex, 22 years with ex and then this one 2.5 years).
I don't know what to say because I am so afraid of hurting him.
But for own sanity I think I need to do this.
It does scare me, the thought of being on my own again, but I'm really a different person to the one he met 2.5 years ago.
I don't intend looking for anyone else - don't particularly want to be on my own for the rest of my life, especially now I'm 53. But I think the bottom line is I don't want to be in this relationship any more.
Please could someone get through my muddled words and help me to know how to end it?
And if you've read to the bottom of this - here's one
on me.