(NC & sorry it's so long, and I know I'll miss so many things!)
My (non-existent) life is a huge mess, I genuinely don't know what to do.
I feel in simplistic terms it boils down to - how do I know if I should leave my husband, is it the relationship, or is it just fucked up me?
So many similar posts before me, they kind of add to the confusion. He's basically a good guy, pulls his weight, tries to support me, tries to be a good dad etc etc but I just don't think I love him. I say that because never having known love, how do you know for sure? Obviously he has flaws, but for fairness..
I feel I could happily(ish) cohabit cos we get on okay, but there's got to be more to life than ok, surely? I think we work, just not as a couple if that makes sense? Doesn't feel like a partnership, though we work on paper for finance for example, I just don't want to be close, doesn't occur to me to hug him for example, and it feels wrong or nothing when we do.
Basic facts, been married near 20 years, almost 40, 2 teenish DC. I've known for at least 8 years I don't love him (but suspect I may never have) but 3 years ago had that epiphany moment where things changed to feeling I couldn't see us together forever anymore, which I always had, despite not loving him. He still loves & wants to be with me even though he's known for about 6 years how I've felt
If there ever was a spark, it's definitely not there anymore.
I hate myself for how I feel, so many people on here have utter bastard DP, and here I am complaining about a decent ish guy who I have, loves me, yet I still don't love. And here comes the backstory.... I'll try to be brief - neglected, abused, moved around countries, bullied, sexually abused by F, all in childhood. Teen me obviously fell into stereotype outsider, never fitting in, got fat to 'hide' etc etc. Poverty too, so no real ability to be social etc, no family cos both (divorced when 4) parents cut out everyone. Moved away from M, had to live with F (soul destroying, but that's how bad it was with M). Then got raped at 18. No one cared, as always. Even my boyfriend who took me to hospital didn't believe me etc etc shit life etc. DH kind of rescued me from self destruct mode, didn't think I could ever have a real life so said yes when he asked me to marry, thinking I could get out of it somehow. Went NC with M & sis. Happy when planned DC1 born, then went to shit again, DH affair (which wasn't but took YEARS to discover this) lost DC2 in horrific circumstances. Spilt briefly, but got back together cos what else can you do? Had DC3 that I got talked into, which destroyed me. Feel like I've switched off & been in a coma for the last 14 years cos the traumas, only reawakening gradually past 2-3 years (since the epiphany I suspect). Obviously way more stuff than I can blab on about, but I think that's a good general overview!
So what do I do? Throw away the only tiny thing I have on what feels like a whim cos I feel I don't know what happiness actually is? All I know is that I'm not happy and I'm dying inside. I've had brief (SHIT) counselling 14 years ago, and recently, scary thing is both times I felt the same about my marriage cos I randomly found my notes from last time during this year's
I think I've been depressed almost my whole life, but now I think I'm sort of not, I know it's my past & circumstances drowning me. I have nothing, no family (only F who is obviously a drain on me in every single way), no friends (4 online people is truly all I have), nothing, so what do I do? I think I should leave in a way, then my fucked up-ness will go away with me, but I know how much it would hurt my DC so I can't.
Both options of stay or go are horrendous, I don't want either of them so if anyone has any advice, please tell me!