Name changed for this as I'm very identifiable under my other username, 10 year mumsnetter however (strapping babies to rockets and sending them to Lebanon, penis beaker and so forth)
I'd like to start by saying I don't think I've been in love with anyone, ever. I don't think I'm capable of it.
Every relationship I've had, I've cared about the person as I would a friend, but I've never been in love. Now at mid thirties, I'm starting to think there may be something wrong with me.
As a bit of background, I had a rough childhood. Lost my main carer from a very young age. Suffered childhood abuse and witnessed childhood abuse. Was not supported by family. Raped as a young adult. Married twice. One mentally abusive relationship where I thought I was in love but I was actually being abused and it took a mental health breakdown and therapy to come to terms with it.
I don't know if I have experienced so much loss, rejection and abuse that I just can't develop emotional relationships. I'm very good at pretending. Practically an expert. Or if I've never met the right person. I've never been dated. Romanced.
My husband is a very good man. He supports myself and my children. He pulls his weight around the house and I believe he loves me. I, however, see him as a friend. A friend I care greatly about but if he was to leave, I know I would be okay. I'd just get on with life. That's not normal is it?
It's the same with friendships. As. A child I made friends fine then something happened in high school and I stopped bothering with friendships. I had acquaintances but avoided going any further than that. As an adult, when emergencies happen, I've realised that I have a tiny support network and I should probably try to widen it, but I can't stand the thought of trying to make friends. Having more people in my life.
My husband and I have a healthy sex life. I like sex but I could also live without it. I never really get into it, but that doesn't mean I dislike it. As long as it doesn't take too long. That's how it has always been, not just with DH.
I don't know what to do. My DH and I get on great and home life is good. He has no idea about any of this. If he is happy, is it okay to just be the way I am? Or am I being unfair to him? As said it's not just him, I've always been this way. I have often wondered if I may be autistic And score very highly on online tests. If I don't think I could learn to be different, is it okay just to continue with DH as we are? If we split up, I would just be on my own and I would be perhaps lonely for company but other than that, just as I am now.