My DH would also try a bit harder once we'd had a discussion about me being unhappy, but it would always be with stuff like helping more with the kids or housework, while still negletcting the relationship side, so still not really talking to me, wanting to go out with me or have sex with me.
Anyway, I guess I should start calling him ExDh now, because we have agreed to separate and divorce. He came back on Saturday, and after initially saying that he did love me and that "I just saw things different to him" , the more he drank he admitted, as I asked him,
- he doesn't ever feel the need to spend time with me or want to.
- he doesn't want to ever put the telly off and sit round the table with just me so we can catch up on each other's news/lives/talk
- he doesn't want to go out with me
- he never misses me
- he doesn't want to have sex and doesn't fancy me any more
in a finishing cry, he said the classic statement of "I'm so sad that I'm not going to have the house or live with the kids any more, and I'm really sorry that I can't say the same for you!" wow. Ok. Kick me while I'm down lol.
So that's pretty much it for us. I've given up trying and I guess I feel that I don't love him like that any more either, so that really is the end.
Hes looking into buying me out of the house so he can stay in his beloved falling down house that he refuses to maintain, and Im going to rent nearby.
Dreading telling the kids and dealing out with the fallout, but so relieved for myself that I wont have to live in this life any more.