I've had a few threads, there's a back story, but its actually over. My esteem was (is) at an all time low, the events over the last few months cementing it there. There was an incident at a Christmas party and I finally stopped waiting for him to change.
I'm not over him, not by a long shot. I love him, so very much, and it hurts - its a physical pain, it feels like its crushing me. And the doubt....have I done the right thing? The doubt and the guilt are almost as bad as the emotional hurt, and they're tying me up in knots.
What if he was right? What if he was normal and I was the one expecting too much, what if I was too "fucking Disney" (his words).
Was it too much to ask to hear that he loves me? Do other couples not compliment each other? Do they really not hold hands, or kiss without it leading to sex?
Was I wrong to be hurt when he told me the house was filthy (its not) and when I countered with when was the last time you cleaned anything he dismissed me by saying things like "oh I'm sorry, you work now don't you" - which just confused me, and muddied the argument. Or that when he finally did things for the children, and shared the parenting because he was on holiday (although I wasn't) that he threw it in my face that he'd had to do stuff for our children and that I'd done nothing (lies, of course, unless I imagined getting up with them whilst he enjoyed his lie ins).
I'm just so scared I've done the wrong thing. I'm scared he's right, and that my expectations are too high, that no ones relationship is like I imagine. What if I've ended the best relationship I can ever expect? What if my idea of a normal relationship doesn't exist? 