I have name changed as a few people close to me know my username and nobody knows about this.
I have had a hugely difficult time health wise, family wise and mentally before and of this.
I am getting married in a couple of weeks and apart from what I expect to be the usual w didn't jitters I had been planning and looking forward to it immensely
That changed last weekend.
To avoid drip feeding - DP has admitted he has a problem with alcohol in the past but it has only been a problem once before we were engaged..also he has not been interested in sex with me for weeks and regularly turns me down.
Last Friday, DP went to a job interview and as I've been very unwell lately I asked if he would come straight home. I fell asleep at around 8pm (he should have been back imminently) and woke up at 2am to a text sent at 9;30 saying that they had gone to dinner and would be back ASAP. Yet it was 2am!!
I called a few times and eventually he answered absolutely off his face. I told him not to come back.
Around an hour later I hear banging and I'm ashamed to say I ignored it all, the banging, shouting, pebbles at the window, and he even happy went away.
I woke up at 8am to discover he was asleep in the garage, he was freezing cold, still a bit drunk and was a mess so I got him clean warm clothes and a hot drink.
I decided to just move on after a few hours, after all dinner turning to drinks isn't uncommon
But this is where I feel sick.
He was on our bed reading something on his phone when I got mad took it off him and saw he had been watching porn. He took the phone away and started deleting everything from it. I freaked out and went ballistic.
So. Right now we are acting normal, he apologised etc and we have had sex since but I just don't feel right. I don't know why he would want to hurt me, why he would stay out, why he would choose porn over real life sex.
I feel like a fucking cliche and I just don't know how to move forward.