I'm a regular. Have name changed for privacy as DP has been known to check on here in the past.
I've been with him since Uni (13 years). We have two DC aged 6 and 3 months.
We are the best of friends. We have the same nerdy interests and dark sense of humour. We are on the same wavelength about pretty much everything. We can talk for hours. We have amazing holidays as we are both big foodies and love the same cultures/locations etc.
Sex, when it happens, is really good. We are very tactile with each other even now but in a cuddly way rather than a horny one. I know he still fancies me from his actions and things he says.
DP is a wonderful man. He works hard to look after us all. He is a fantastic Dad. He is funny and kind.
So why do I feel like asking him to leave?
We have had sex once in the last year (I was overdue and desperate. He couldn't perform as he felt like he was being used).
I have no friends and no family in the country I live in. And I mean zero friends. Not one person I could call or meet for a coffee or have a moan to. I have become too dependent on DP to meet all my needs. It's not healthy.
We have been out together about 4 times since DD was born 6 years ago. We have literally no-one local who can help us with babysitting. We've had to have MIL come from a different city which is not easy.
I go nowhere apart from the school run with my DD. I chat to lots of parents at drop off and pick up but that's where it ends.
I have tried so hard with baby groups, MN meets and even joined a socialising website but nothing seems to work. I can't help but conclude that I'm difficult to like. I know that as time goes on I am leaving behind the vibrant funny confident person I used to be and becoming a gibbering anxious mess.
With regards to our past, we have both cheated on each other. While I know it works for most people I have huge issues with monogamy. I don't know if it is what I want and desire. I see couples all around us split or stay together and be miserable. which doesn't help my ideas about long term relationships.
A few years ago I confided all this to DP (he felt much the same) and we decided to figure out our own definition of an 'open" relationship. It started off great (of course it did) but long story short, it didn't work. I ended up with loads more offers and opportunities than DP did . DP became resentful. Jealousy was a problem too on both sides.
I ended up meeting someone I clicked with (not love, amazing sex and a friend) I saw him about once a month for a year until DP gave me an ultimatum and I ended it with the OM. I became pregnant a few months later. DP has no doubts about the paternity of DS. We know exactly when he was conceived (Halloween fancy dress
).
I don't want to finish with DP in order to be with the OM or anyone else. If we do split I want to be on my own with my kids. I have no interest in having a partner or more kids and I am definitely not interested in my kids having a step father or them being in a blended family (OM is divorced and has two kids). But in the time I was seeing OM I felt incredibly alive and happy. I know how selfish this sounds.
I imagine DP would get a flat nearby and we would split the care of the DCs. The thought of this makes me so sad for them
. I also worry how I would manage financially. I have no job and no savings. DP puts money into my account each month. He pays bills, I get food shopping and kids clothes etc.
I just find the grind of daily life so boring. Looking ahead to another 30 years of this terrifies me. I have a feeling of "Is this it?" which physically makes my stomach churn. I am fully aware that I'm lucky in so many ways. Why is that not enough for me? I have probably always depended too much on attention from men, on feeling attractive. The vain part of me feels that at my age (34) I only have a few more years of being "hot" and I'm going to be spending them sat on the sofa watching endless telly.
DP can be thoughtless, messy and lazy and too quick to shout at DD. He has called me awful names in the past and there has been (two sided) drunken violence. For the past year there has been none of this. We've been really content and peaceful. But when I look at him I don't feel any lust or desire. I don't really want to have sex with him (but do still have a libido). I feel familiarity and fondness. A few recent threads on here (the 'Do you still fancy your partner one' and another about someone having an amazing first date have made me spontaneously burst into tears).
If I ask him to leave I will be further isolating myself. My parents will be devastated (my sister has recently split from her H after he cheated - I've been her main confidante and while I know she's heartbroken I have also found myself feeling a little jealous of her new freedom and future. How awful is that?
).
So am I acting like a selfish brat who wants the moon on a stick? Should I just keep chugging on with DP hoping things will get better? Or do I break up my family when I don't really have a reason.
Please go easy on me, vipers. I really do feel desperately unhappy and lonely. I hope someone reading can empathise or identify with this ridiculously long blethering post
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