I'm going through intensive trauma treatment for adult stuff and things that happened to me as a child. My DH is a very sweet man, but it turns out he's got Aspergers and as a result he's completely unempathic. He's kind, but he literally doesn't get what I'm feeling, especially after a therapy session (weekly for over 1.5 years). He's also asexual and also has no need for any touch, other than holding my hand.
We're working with a psychologist (once a month, he won't go more) for the Aspergers.
I just feel so terribly alone. I live abroad and a few people know what's going on, but I can't just turn up on their doorstep crying because they have their own lives.
Today I realized that the abuse I witnessed my (younger) DB receive from my mother when he was aged 3 and younger MUST have happened to me too. The therapist is as sure as she can be that given what we know happened, and how I am, it's very unlikely that the intervening periods were happy. I know other things that happened to me ("D"M fucking boasted about them!!) when I was 6 months, 18 months and then I have a clear memory from aged 4 or 5.
I just want someone to hold me and tell me it will all be fine, the nightmares will go etc and that I'm ok. Instead I have to be jolly for Christmas.