Hi all,
I am 34 years of age, I turned that age a few months back. I am in a relationship and I am currently engaged.
We have been together for almost four years however over the past few years things haven't been the same. I fear slowly but surely the spark we had between us has gone and now I'm left feeling unhappy and confused.
I have recently been suffering from manxiety. The want/yearning inside me to be a dad has grown ten fold over the past few years. This is mainly because three years ago my brother had his first "biological child". He is adorable and I've always wanted 2 children.
Just over a year into my relationship things were going great so we decided that I would sell my house and buy one between us. On the day of moving into the house I proposed to my partner and she said yes. She had wanted to be engaged. She has said that she wanted nothing more than to be engaged and a ring on her finger would make her happy.
However around 2 months later this changed and she wanted to get married sooner than what I wanted. She wasn't happy that I didn't want to get married before she was 30. It was like she felt that if she wasn't married before 30 it would be the end. I explained that we needed to save for it, pay of credit cards and save. However she didn't agree. As we both became more stubborn my other half became nasty and said some very horrible things which hurt deeply. Things like "if you won't marry me before I am 30 I'll go and find someone that will" and other similar hurtful comments. Rather than her loving me it felt like she hated me. Her comments cut into me like a knife.
This coupled with a lot of stress over money, being investigated at work for something (wrongly accused I may add) and the threat of her leaving me made me poorly. The stress built up and I became ill. I got diagnosed as having problems with my appendix and had to have it out. The doctor said that whilst they don't know what causes problems stress is linked to it quite a bit.
Unfortunately my other half pushed me away even further. She spoke to me like rubbish in hospital and any visitor I had she felt I was replacing her with them and that I didn't need her to look after me.
After a week in hospital and 1 operation later I came out of hospital, the investigation was finalised, the complaint found to be rubbish and closed and everything seemed okay for a month.
However when I returned to work her behaviour started again. My job means that I work shifts, normally working all evening and all night. Not seeing her for two days made me miss her, I was getting lovely text messages saying how much she missed me and wanted to see me but when i got to see her the first evening she would push me away. I would feel like I was walking on egg shells. It started again as soon as we started to talk about the wedding pushing me away, holding me at arms length, verbally lashing out.
We began to discuss the wedding eventually agreeing on a date I had suggested but not until more horrible comments were made by her to me. One of them being "I'll remember this day when I'm walking into church as the day you made me wait and I'll hate you for it".
Her hurtful comments broke my heart. I loved her and wanted to marry her but felt that paying off the debt was more important and wanted to set our lives on the straight and narrow.
Now I'm not looking for excuses as the next part of my story was wrong and my fault but because I was being pushed away I got chatting to someone I used to date. She was single and lonely. She had a little girl of 5. I knew that it was wrong to text her. Even more so much when the texts became flirty. However after a week I realised that I was wrong for texting this woman so explained to her I couldn't text her no more and stopped.
The stress levels I was feeling were ripping me apart. My other half would talk to me about money which was stressing me out massively. She would talk to me about how I was feeling. Some big bills came in, £600 for gas and electric, £950 for council tax, £440 water bills. It was to much for me to cope with.
She then demanded a holiday with what money I had saved. I needed/wanted the holiday too. However I like to get the best deal possible so I wanted to hold on till the cheapest price came around. This caused arguements too. She claimed I thought more of money than I did her.
As a result of all the stress of debt, texting this woman and the guilt I felt, pressure of the wedding, holiday and a few other things I began to start to shake. Physically at the start it was just my hands. It felt wierd. I eventually couldn't cope with holding everything inside and having no one else to talk to so went and spoke to my parents. Cap in hand I asked them for fincial help. I felt so embarrassed.
The stress got to me and I broke down. I started having nasty anxiety attacks. I couldn't cope at work, getting angry a split seconds notice, I was irratble, sad, randomly in tears. The shakes moved to my chest.
Then one day I woke up and my whole body was shaking. I went into work. An hour later I had a nervous break down and got sent home. My mum took me to see the doctors and he diganosed me as having ptsd, stress, depression and anxiety. I was mentally shutting down. For the first time in my life I was out on anti depressants. I was given medication for anxiety too. I was put on the sick.
A few months passed, we went on holiday and things seemed to pick up. She was happy. As was I, I went back to work on a phased return to work. 3 days after being back full time i fell over at work breaking both my arms and went back on the sick again.
The day I fell I was called in hospital by my partner who blamed me for falling over, she told me I had ruined her weekend and ruined her Christmas.
Since then, over a year ago things haven't been the same between us. My anxiety has come and gone as I've tried to pick up the courage to leave her. Each time as we have spoke seeing her so upset has changed my mind.
Now I'm worried that if I do leave her I will be told old to find someone and settle down. I've always wanted children. I wanted them in my early 30's. I always dreamed that i would have been married by now with at least 1 child and another on the way.
I'm 34, I want children but I do not want to be an old Dad. Someone that can not enjoy the life of the child. My parents had children when they were 30-33. My brother at 33!
My anxiety over my decision is through the roof and although I'm on medication to stop the shakes it does not stoop the ticking inside me. It does not stop the thoughts in my head telling me that if I leave, I won't be having children. I'll be told old, to old in my head to have kids. The thought of the prospect of having a 10 year old at 50 scares me and I don't know why.
I need peoples thoughts on what to do. Stay and try and make it work. Force myself to be happy! Have children or start again.
Anyone's help and thoughts would be most appreciated...