I am a regular and I recently posted under another user name on another thread about the absolute farce that is my marriage. Peoples reactions made me realise that I really am in the most unbelievable and farcical marriage ever and I really do need to grow a back bone and do something about it. However, my self esteem is non existant and I am so ashamed that not only find myself in this situation but that I am guilty of staying in it, purely because I am too scared to leave. I just don't have the balls.
People on that other thread suggested I start my own. Its taken me a week or so to pluck up the courage to do so and I am not even sure what I want from doing so but here goes...... I will start with putting what I put elsewhere because typing it out is hard to do/admit and take it from there.
My life is just one total massive farce. Nothing is really what it seems from the outside.
My "lovely" and "doting" husband has been cheating on me since at least 2005, and probably before that.
He fucks random people he meets over the internet. He has a false name and false persona for doing this - so the people he fucks actually have no idea who he really is, where he comes from etc.
I first found out in 2008. I decided to stay with him and try again. The fact is after about a year I lost my self respect because I was so pathetic to stay with him. Over the following few years I realised I lost all respect for him too. I am utterly sad and miserable. We have not had sex in about 15 months and before that it was rare and sporadic as I have no idea who he has been with and am terrified of picking up an STI.
In January this year I found out for sure he was definatly still having sex with ... well I dont know who - just holes. He is so clever at keeping his secrets I dont even know if its other women, I have recently wondered if he is into gay sex purely based on the fact he is so secretive. I also wonder if it is Dogging or worse just because of his levels of deceit and secrecy. His Dad was dying at the same time so I didnt kick him into touch and leave - I just stayed. We had a brief discussion where he came up with 3 options to reslove the situation.
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Stay together as man and wife but shag. (however he refuses to discuss exactly what it is he has been upto/who with etc. so why would I sleep with him and how can I move on mentally with no real apology discussion)
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carry on as we are and he gets to shag/carry on with whatever he is doing. I get to carry on being a doormat.
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Split - but he does not want this and I frankly am filled with fear on how to do this and just find myself just too scared to leave.
He kept saying to me on the rare occasions he was home (between training courses/compassionate leave with his family up north)that we would sit down and have a proper chat to "work it all out", but that conversation has never been forthcoming. I have tried to start it a few times but we just go around in the same old circles - he refusing to discuss what he has don't/been etc.
Since January we have not slept in the same bed. He sleeps on the settee downstairs and I in what was our bed. My self esteem is on the floor. I hate myself for not wanting sex. I have no desire. I know this is not normal at 40.
Day to day we rub along as normal although I find it harder and harder to even speak to him. I cannot leave. I have been a housewife for 18 years following him around the world with his Service career. I have spent my years being a mum and obviously a pretty useless wife.
I am so lonely. Surrounded by friends of a similar age celebrating 20/25 years of marriage or young happy newly weds on our married quarter patch. My family is 250 miles away. I have nowhere to go. We have moved house so many times, nowhere feels like home anymore. I literally have nowhere to go and no way of supporting myself.
I cant tell anyone in RL whats going on. I do everything on my own as he refuses to socialise with anyone - why should he waste time on friends and his wife when he could be arranging his next opportunity to get cock deep inside someone off the internet.
I have just come home after 2 weeks away on holiday just me and my 2 teen DC and feel so sad and trapped.
I cant tell anyone the truth because as much as I am ashamed and embarrassed of what he does, I am disgusted at myself for staying and embarrassed to tell anyone he does this because I failed sexually as his wife.
I adore my kids. They are all I live for. I have often considered just dissapearring (i even planned once a very elaborate plan to run away and start again under a new persona/identity) but couldnt leave my kids. Suicide is something that I consider frequently but dont want my kids to think I left them deliberately.
So this is it. This is my lonely little life. I just stay because I am too much of a spinelss bitch to actually leave. I resent the fact that if I leave him I will have a destitute life on benefits whilst he will carryon with his very successful career earning ££££ and be totally unaffected. I cant get a job. 4 years of trying, 2 years of college course and no one will touch me. I dont know where to go to live. My kids would be devastated its GCSE time for them. Its just all too much - so I just stay and keep getting humiliated every time he comes home and says "I need to work away again tomorrow".
My life as far as actually living is over.