I know there are quite a few posts about this previously so apologies.
A month ago during a huge row I asked my husband if he still loved me... he said no. It hit me like a ton of bricks, it really was not the answer I expected.
There were then lots of tears from both sides and he went on to say that sometimes he feels like he does love me, then other days not.
I told him that I don't want to be with someone who doesn't love me and asked him to leave, but he begged and sobbed, desperate to stay. He said he wanted us to work at things and he wished he hadn't told me and that he doesn't want to leave me. I actually think he didn't want to leave the children- that's what upset him and what he couldn't bear.
So fast forward a month, each day since I have thought about what he said and it eats away at me, to the point I think I may not be IN love with him anymore, but I'm not sure. The thought of losing him makes me feel sick, like a feeling of dread, but a little part of me does wonder if we will be happier.
We have not spoken about it since, I have tried to raise the subject a couple of times but not got anywhere. Tonight we have had our first row since that 'fateful' night. He's upstairs at the moment, I'm quite calm, he got very angry and started shouting asking why I am causing the row and doing this to him and us... which is very typical him, it's always (and I mean always in his eyes) my fault for any argument we have.
I honestly don't know where to go from here, and to top it off we recently bought a house, I put the deposit down but the mortgage is in his name only... I assume if the worst did happen that I would be able to stay until the children are 18?