I wonder how many people are in this position, or a similar one.
Together for 15 years, married for 13, two DCs (11 and 8). For the last few years it feels like the air has just gradually leaked out of our relationship.
We don’t have big rows, there’s certainly no abuse, but neither of us seems to be getting much out of our relationship. It’s not really something that brings us much joy. Our sex life has kind of petered out to about once a month. We don’t really talk – we have superficial ‘how was your day’ chats, and conversations about practical things like a possible car purchase or holiday arrangements. We both have outside interests that the other doesn’t share. We have been on a few holidays as a family, but it’s more the case that one of us will take the kids somewhere and then the other will take them somewhere else. I tend to be a night owl and she tends to go to bed early and get up early. It all just feels quite…separate. We’re not particularly physically affectionate in terms of hugs, kisses, flirting etc. with each other. It just all feels quite…flat.
The other day I was in the street, walking towards a woman who was waiting for her BF to come and meet her. As he rounded the corner (behind me) she broke into this joyous, beaming smile – directed straight at me, or rather, just over my shoulder -- and just for a second I felt as though she was smiling at me, and I felt very sad at the awareness that neither I nor my DP really experiences that kind of joy at each other’s presence. Isn’t that a normal part of being together for 15 years, though?
We’ve had one session with Relate, about a month back, but the timing was quite bad – summer holidays kicked in, and we can’t really start anything regular until school starts again. The one session we had was okay, and we both got some stuff off our chests.
I suppose I’m just wondering if others have been in this situation and recovered from it – whatever that means? Part of me wants to keep trying, but another part thinks that life is short and maybe we’d both be better off with people who do make us really happy. But then, how realistic is it to expect to find such people as we enter our 40s? And how would it all affect the kids? (I know the standard MN line about divorce being preferable to modelling bad relationships to kids, but I really feel that we are both very good parents and that the kids benefit hugely from us both being there for them. It’s the one thing that unites us.)