Married for 10 years, been together about 13. One child in primary. Husband works ridiculous long hours 10 hours a day which increases to about 16 hours at various times of the year and about 12 weekends a year, in a highly stressful and highly paid job. He hates it and has done for a number of years and is trying to find another job. Job is quite specialised so its not easy. I'm a SAHM, career was no big deal but I could easily (maybe) find an office/PA type job just not on my previous salary.
I'm not sure I still love my husband. I do all the house/child stuff and he lives as though our home is hotel. He may put a dish in the dishwasher and he may put together some cheese and crackers on late working nights. During a non working weekend he will mow the lawn and taking the rubbish out is split 50/50. Sex is non existent unless I'm ovulating and quite frankly I could go with out sex. He struggles to become aroused and stay hard and always has done. This has made me precious about sex so I try to not to or say anything that will put him off. His mind easily wonders onto problems of the day blah blah. We have separate beds - which I like as he doesn't wake me up when coming home late.
I just don't think I love him anymore, I think that this is it and actually its ok but we are friends not lovers. We haven't been out together since our child was born. We do go out as a family as much as possible and this includes pub lunches etc. I bought my own Christmas presents because December January is really busy time for him and he would not get round it. We went on a beach holiday at Christmas because I took advantage of him being super pissed off with work and I knew that if we didn't book to be away he would work all the days expect the 2 bank holidays.
I'm just feeling very down about us as a couple. He complained before Christmas that I was not very tactile and although I took it on board and tried to be more touchy feely its petered off now I'm not seeing him for more than 5 mins at a time. When he made an effort to come home early on Sunday I felt guilty for wishing he'd stayed at work as I'd planned my TV and wine.
I think I'm mainly struggling with my own feeling towards him and the lack of an independence on my part. I'm thinking a counsellor but to be honest I struggle to articulate what's wrong. I hear myself nagging so I've stopped talking to him. I talk about our son and that's it.
Can anyone relate and tell me this is fixable?